A Trip to Beagle Point, Day Unknown
22 Nov 2024Cadmus Sparks
Recording Location: PLOI SCRUA IX-S D4-11*static crackling*
*button pressing*
I have lost track of time. I don't know what what day of the week it is or how long I've been out here for. The all-enveloping and constant darkness tends to mess with your senses. Time is a relative thing, and out here in the thick of it, it doesn't matter much. The only thing that does, is staying alive long enough to make it to Beagle Point. Speaking of which, all my modules are still operational, food and water are at healthy reserves. Music--oh, the sweet sound of music maybe the only single thing that keeps me pushing forward and keeps me sane.
I have yet to see another soul out here, and I suspect I won't see anyone till I get closer to Beagle Point. The planets are very scarce among the stars and I have ever only seen 3 so far. It does help sometimes though to land and stretch my legs. I am determined to make it to Beagle Point, even though it doe not seem to offer much in the way of the reward. But to me, bragging rights is a reward enough.