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STATUS........................OK
SEQUEUNCE.........TRANSCRIPTDUMP
DESITINAITON.................QEC
ENCRYPTION.......MANUAL OVERRIDE

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Day of Journey........FOUR YEARS
                     POST LAUNCH
Location of Recording...LOMERE'S
                        QUARTERS

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Captain Ragnar Lomere
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Shit. We've been out here for four years now. Still haven't found this fraggin
planet buster, and Fenoff still hasn't deactivated the trackers. I started to 
think that maybe we didn't need to slip away quietly, but recent events have
shown me the error of that line of thinking.

About a year standard ago an emergency alert came over the comms. Apparently we
aren't the only crew they sent. This other crew decided they had enough and cut
tail. Well, about half-a-dozen mining ships broke off their drilling and fired
missiles. Bloody missiles! Once the ship was dead they left and high-tailed it
to deep space, I assume they headed to Antaron.

I was a fool to think that we would be able to sleip away. Maybe I could sell 
this hunk of junk to some unlucky soul and buy a ticket to some other galaxy.
I wouldn't mind trying my hand at being a solar-wind farm technician.

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