Test Subject Terminus:

Well, we’ve really done it now. We were on the cusp of greatness, but perhaps we wanted too much, flew too high. Our time on outpost E-4R7H has come to an end. During our last experiment we placed a heavily modified version of our symbiote into one of the larger specimens in our care. At first things looked great, physical strength was up as well as apparent mental acuity. Regeneration of damage sustained was remarkably fast. Everything was in place for this to be the perfect test; We even tested on a subject previously infected with the parasite we’ve been so desperately trying to rid ourselves of, no problems removing said parasite. But as we entered the final stage of our test, giving the creature command signal via a device that could communicate with the symbiote, disaster struck.

When given a command signal the test subject entered a state of wild frenzy and managed to breach containment. We managed to track its path through the planet but unfortunately it did not stay solitary for long. Upon reaching other living creatures it began to attack them, spreading the symbiote to anything it came into contact with, all sent into the same frenzy the moment it took hold. Perhaps we messed up with our calculations or maybe the parasite fought back in some unforeseen way when introduced to the symbiote, we’ll likely never know for sure. What is known is that we were ordered to destroy the infected test subjects and get rid of any evidence that these experiments were even taking place. High Command doesn’t want to take any chances of the enemy finding out what we were doing here.

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We’ve hauled a large asteroid into orbit and have been ordered to drop it on the planet. However there are some parts of the order I cannot bring myself to follow. We are instructed to leave our human patients on the planet when we drop the asteroid but I refuse to do so. What is the point of all the effort and research if we just kill off the infected anyway, no, I will not admit defeat so easily. I’ve made one last adjustment to our symbiotes DNA, removing the parts intended to respond to commands, the parts that apparently put us into this situation. I’ve also made the executive decision to inject all of our human patients with this final symbiote formulation. The results seem acceptable given the circumstances. All patients have seemed to regain control of their own bodies and the parasitic mass protruding from their bodies has vanished. Unfortunately it appears that their minds are too far gone, they show no signs of having a memory of what happened, nor do they show signs of being able to even speak. I cannot bring them with us, lest High Command learn of my transgressions, but when the dust settles they will have a home on this blue gem, perhaps time will be as kind to them as it once was to us.