The Wretched, Day 2
Day 2, salvage ship The Wretched. Flight Engineer Crowley reporting. I have spent the day trying to find something, anything, that could be repaired. Any system that I could bring back online. There’s no plan, not really, just…something to keep me busy. A first step. I already have a rifle. I picked it up from one of the other crew members. They…they…didn’t really have a use for it anymore…but, there’s no time to think about that. This creature is too dangerous. If I can get a system up, any system, maybe I can leave a message of some kind. A warning. This thing, it attacked us while salvaging a wrecked probe on Sigma-6B. Sensors indicated only plant life, but they were wrong. Or maybe they weren’t, I don’t know. There was this strange blue moss stuck in the jagged metal of the panel I was working on earlier. Was it from the creature? Is that thing a plant? Maybe…maybe that’ll help me figure out what to do about it, why it can survive in the black. It won’t matter if I can’t even fix one system though…This is John Crowley, the last survivor of The Wretched, signing off.