On the run
We have been pursued for... how long has it been, Ben? I don't know, the ship's clock shut down at least two cycles ago. Was it ten? More than that? Whatever, there are... things, chasing after us. I can't tell what they are, lifeforms of sorts. The kind that lives in the void of space and preys upon spaceships, apparently. We could only watch as they dismantled the Corvus. I gave the order to immediately push the engines to full power and get away from the slaughter, and yet I was a breath too late. They noticed us and gave chase, leaving the half-consumed wreck of the Corvus behind. They do not tire, they do not slow down. We do. In a few cycles, perhaps less, we'll run out of energy. We turned off all non-essential systems to spare as much as we can. I told the crew we were going to rejoin civilisation as fast as possible, while I directed the ship to dive even further into the Deep. I won't take it upon myself to unleash these monsters on the First Domain. Ben, Jyrom? You heard that? Listen I'm... I'm sorry.
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