Steren – Entry Three
Log: ?
*Remember Francis isn’t a person. Stop calling him it he*
For those reading, my name is Silas. I must admit, I’m terrible at keeping track of my logs, and on some days I forget them. Previously I have dictated them to Francis (F.R.A.N.C.I.S), the ships artificial intelligence; but it tells me it doesn’t wish to waste its memory space on pointless logs.
(So much for quantum computing!)
We’ve recently sustained significant damage from an enemy attack. It’s my fault, I brought us too close to Xanna 261 thinking we could sneak by undetected. As a result, 5 crew members have been killed: Jameson, Semora, Simons, Patil and Devanny. Names I’ll always bear on my conscience.
Devanny and Patil were killed when a fire broke out in engineering. Now, not only are we down two engineers, but the drive core is also leaking heavily, and our speed is rapidly decreasing.
Our best bet is to coast until we find a planet suitable for landing long-term, and repair the drive core. Hopefully we wont be found in this time. If we are I will fight until the ship is victorious or is destroyed.
I cannot risk capture of the crew or of Francis.
Log: 2 (on paper)
*Practice improving handwriting. The crew are having trouble reading your shitty squiggles*
Its been two weeks since the last log. Steren is still coasting. We’ve seen no sign of life, friendly or other.
Against my first mate’s advice I had to open a comm link to Earth and report our situation in we are destroyed. This resulted in us receiving news that the Celtic Alliance of Wales, Scotland and the South West have destroyed The High Englands with nuclear attack. Adella took this news hard; it’s likely her wife was killed in the blast. Gods protect her…
I’ve also received troubling news my chief engineer. The fire that killed Patil and Devanny were the result of sabotage, not damage from the attack. If we have a traitor on board. I intend to find them and blast them out of the airlock.
Anyone that harms my crew will face the consequences!*
*Consider redacting. (May not be suitable for the captain’s log.)
Log: 3? 4? (Someone stole my previous logs)
Francis reported a break into my office two nights ago. All of my logs were stolen, plus a box of mints, ALL of my underwear, and the magazines my dad gave me (the contents of which I will not discuss were).
In addition to this, the chief engineer was found suffocated in his quarters. Francis said life support failed, though I suspect more sabotage. Obviously, whoever stole the last few logs failed to heed my warning, or perhaps this is my way of responding to my airlock threat. And so I had to add another name to the list of the dead: Cummings: Gods protect him…
On the bright side, we’ve located a low gravity garden world where we can attempt to repair the drive core. Francis warns there may be hostile life. I pray he is wrong. I pray a lot these days…Gods protect us…
Note:
- If the enemy find us, we’re fucked.
- If the saboteur prevents engine repair, we’re fucked.
- If there is hostile life on the planet, we’re probably fucked!*
Additional note:
- Doc thinks I find Francis’ voice attractive that’s why I’m calling him it, he… I suppose he it does have a way with words…*
*Redact?
LOG: BLAH!
CAPTAIN IS DUMB!
STEALING LOGS IS FUN!
FRANCIS IS PERFORMING AS EXPECTED! (SILLY CAPTAIN LOVES HIM)
EVERYTHING IS FALLING INTO PLACE!
by Will Kevern