The Haunted Nebula
17 Jul 2022R00h1
Commander's Log 38-3-2Despite the dense cold space filled with pirates and opportunities, 1 opportunity stood tall. a dark figure disengaging the FSD Hyperdrive. near a type (M) star. this dark figure moving at such speeds on the move to get back to WARINIS from its long journey home. "Finally!" I said, after my journey. the memories in my mind keep replaying back the day that I have left when my ship didnt stand a chance. the day of "The Pledge" ive seen alot of ships destroyed, avoided alot of interdictions, and assassinated many pirates and all the scars on my ship shows how much this struggle, this pledge, this journey, was all worth it. my near death experiences prevented from STARFLEET COMMAND and stitting cold with no power or no star to fuel scoop. my ship's cries for help has made it far to SHINRADA DEZRA, all the way to WITCHMAN sensors. going against all odds, and pushing my cutter to the limit, and disappearing without a trace. tainted you say? "this ship is cursed!" I replied. my docking sequence was complete. and all I think of is a warm shower, my favorite meal and some shut eye. before i did the final checks on my ship to power down my modules, the word cursed, kept running through my head. I turned back around, smirked and replied. your haunted. and now I shall call my Imperial Cutter "the Haunted Nebula".