Izural location- Drone-Cluster-Fuck GPS:-110543.24:78366.06:217134.02:
Day 1: I was ambushed! How the hell did the drones know I was getting supplies at this station. I kept my radar profile low by going in jetpack only, and my transponder off. They must have been watching every station within 50km around my outpost like hawks, damn AI. Now I'm trapped in this automated trade station. At least there's air and energy. Hopefully they'll find something else to track soon.
Day 3: The drones are still out there. I was able to barricade myself inside the station. Apparently they manufactured a sniper drone (I have no idea how, this is why Von Neumann probes where a bad idea in the first place) The new drone took a couple of pot shots at me and now a few sections of the station are leaking air. Thankfully my room is sealed. It also seems it damaged the safe field generator, which is now occasionally flickering worryingly.
Day 4: Those damn drones apparently have limitless resources, as they've now taken to shelling the station with warhead rigged drones, trying to catch the field when it flickers. Seems it's too random for them to compute, thank Klang. Something pinged the station and my suit towards the end of the cycle too. The drones stopped for a bit afterwards. Maybe it's a trick to make me think they're gone.
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Day 5: There's something... Else out there... I heard impacts on the station hull and when I checked the cameras I saw drone hulls bouncing on the station. Pulled in by the gravity field of the station. But what destroyed them? There's still a few out there on the edge of sensor range but they're playing it cool for now. It's damn convenient too, as my suit ran out of power and I can't get a charge through the station, damn faction locks. Otherwise this would be the time to run.
Day 8: What ever pinged everything the other day is what's got the drones on alert, but it seems its waiting for me too! Klang take it! With my suit out of power, I can't grind my way out of the station or recycle my water supply. Not to mention the air has been getting stale. I only have a few days of water left if I don't figure something out.
Day 12: I can hardly type this down. I've run out of water and power, the air in the room is out and my suits reserves are almost done. This looks like the end for me. With the last energy the station has, I'm going to ping the drones, whatever the hell else is out there, with it's antenna and make a note of the coordinates in this log. Hopefully the next engineer here will get find this and leave before the same thing happens to them.