3 months, 2 days I
Dear journal, 3 months, 2 days My excitement quickly faded. I was not – as I had hoped – able to immediately undock and begin my journey to Quym’s moon. Vakno’s engineer friends still hadn’t installed the Hunter cloaking device on my new ship, and I wasn’t going anywhere without it. Without a cloak the Mutant would know something was wrong the moment he approached the war criminal’s hiding place. I couldn’t afford to scare him away when I was so close. So I waited. Finding something to do for the first thirty minutes or so was easy. I was still starving, and while my thirst for the Mutant’s location had momentarily driven thoughts from my mind, I was quickly reminded by my rumbling stomach the moment I returned to pensive inactivity. Dough spheres had never tasted so good, which was an
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