We were sent here to find signs of life, the longer I spend on this dust ball, the more certain I grow that we won’t find any. This place could suck the life force out of anything.
Still nothing. Only three of us left now. Jeffrey was lifted, they needed him back on Earth.
He never made it. The transport malfunctioned. We’re stuck here until they can send a replacement.
Something happened. The door was ripped off Hab3. We have to wait for the checks to finish before we investigate.
Sol 78 – later:
Footprints! Claw marks might be more accurate. We’re not alone.
I’m alone. Sarah was taken last night. Signs of a struggle but no body. John followed the marks in the sand but hasn’t come back.
There’s a noise outside. A scraping at the door. Good…