Here’s what it wrote:
A team of astronauts landed on the moon with excitement, the first humans to set foot on this desolate satellite. They collected samples and conducted experiments, leaving behind their footprints and some equipment. One of the crew members, a cheese enthusiast, brought a piece of cheese to the moon to have a lunar cheese-tasting experience. However, he forgot to pack it before leaving, and the cheese was left behind, alone in the vastness of space.
As the crew returned to Earth, unbeknownst to them, the piece of cheese was slowly changing. Exposed to the extreme radiation and conditions of the moon, the cheese started to grow moldy, developing a life of its own. Over time, the mold spread across the moon’s surface, infecting everything it touched. The moon, once a lifeless rock, now teemed with a strange and unsettling energy.
The astronauts who had visited the moon began to experience strange nightmares, visions of a moon that was no longer dead but alive and writhing with unspeakable horrors. They were powerless to stop the contagion they had unleashed. Meanwhile, the cheese on Earth began to behave strangely as well. It started to move on its own, slithering and crawling like a living thing.
Soon, the cheese began to infect other foods, turning them into moldy, twisted versions of their former selves. The infected food became a breeding ground for a new kind of monster: cheese zombies. These creatures were mindless and ruthless, driven only by their insatiable hunger for flesh. They began to swarm across the Earth, devouring everything in their path and spreading their infection further.
As the cheese zombies ravaged the world, the moon watched from above, a twisted grin etched on its face. It reveled in the destruction it had caused, basking in the misery of humanity. The once-beautiful celestial body was now a malevolent force, a sadistic being that delighted in the suffering of others. The moon had become a monster, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it.