Passed by that star today. The charts say itâ€™s called Erigo, but it might as well be Antarctica. Nothing. No inhabited planets, no probes, no satellites. No sign of life. No useful supplies, eitherâ€”most of its planets are gas giants, and thereâ€™s no way I could get enough oxygen out of them to help. I doubt Iâ€™d even make back what Iâ€™d lose by changing course, so thatâ€™s out. Just another useless system.
Repaired that intake valve. Turns out all it needed was a good cleaning.
Still in the outskirts of the Erigo system. Thatâ€™s E-R-I-G-O if anybodyâ€™s listening, forty-three radians and twelve thousand light-years, give or take, from galactic center. Watched the last onboard recording today. Some shit documentary about moon formation, but at least it was something. Now thereâ€™s nothing on this damned ship I havenâ€™t seen.
Oxygen still good, but running low on real food. Started alternating with ration packs to make it last longer. Had a slight fever today, but there were some injections for that in the medkit, so I took one and itâ€™s gone now. Engine running clean but hot. I shouldnâ€™t have gone into Erigoâ€™s gravity well.
Out of the system. Good riddance. Clipped toenails today as they were getting a little long. Looked through the charts, but thereâ€™s nothing around here that I can make it to without more fuel. Itâ€™s just black space for light years and light years in all directions, or at most, a little uninhabited star system. After the Erigo fiasco, have decided against checking any more stars listed as uninhabited. Set a course for the nearest sure bet, which is Aschelon. Barring some miracle where the hyperdrive spontaneously comes back online, Iâ€™ll never make it. So hi, anybody listening. Could really use a hand here.
Threw a fit yesterday and chucked a ration pack under the console. Felt good to scream my heart out, but afterwards I realized Iâ€™d used twice normal oxygen. Figures. Slept an extra twelve hours to compensate and didnâ€™t wake up once. Considered sleeping more often, but that feels too much like dying. Iâ€™d rather stay awake.
Nothing left but ration packs. Losing weight steadily, but not quickly. Had another fever two days ago. Two injections left in the kit. Hope nothing worse happens.
Gave in and decreased oxygen to nineteen mole percent. Increased sleep cycle to 11 hours. So many stars in the window, but I canâ€™t reach any of them. I want to scream, but I donâ€™t want to die. Someone please get this soon.
Recorded more log entries, but they were mostly cursing, so I deleted them. Donâ€™t remember making them. Mustâ€™ve happened while I was sick again, â€˜cause this time I didnâ€™t use an injection. Dumb idea. Kids, donâ€™t try this at home.
Running out of fuel. Turned the heat down to try to save power. Increased sleep cycle to 14 hours. Always tired now.
Fuck! Fuck you, you fucking assholes! Why wonâ€™t anybody come? I know you can hear me, damn it! I know it! Fuckingâ€¦ hell damn shit motherfuckers! I know you can hear me!
Iâ€™m soâ€¦ itâ€™s so cold. So hard to stay awake. I have to keep talking just to keep from sleeping. Iâ€™m so hungry. Itâ€™s cold in here. Itâ€™s so cold.
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