Today’s better, I guess? Once daylight set in we went out of the ship, even Kerian got out. She wanted to investigate some things, mostly machinery, but I can’t say for sure. The noises came back once the sun disappeared, but even with torchlights and us keeping watch beforehand, it was impossible to detect anything. It’s certainly not the fauna that’s making the sound. Not a wild animal, though it could be insects? Not sure.

I cannot help but recall what the Remnants told us when they sent us here. They said that we would stay on this location until something happened, and this may be paranoia, but I cannot help but believe that they knew weird things would happen.

Zal and I couldn’t sleep today neither, so we took one of his teas and played cards until we dropped from exhaustion. Today was way faster than yesterday as we were more exhausted.

Kerian keeps going out, which is weird. She refused to go out on the first mission. Sure, the first location was way creepier and this one is way more illuminated, but doesn’t the noises incomodate her? Well, they do appear only at night and she only goes out during the day, but it’s weird.

Ignoring what the Remnants said, we are going to fill the cargo way before “something happens”. Machineryh is big and it takes us a lot of time to put on the bay, but we are getting the job done. Three people can do a lot of work, especially if you have all day to do so.

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My back is killing me, heavy machinery is a heavy toll on the body.

Today I went out. With that I mean out in the night. Zal and I were tired of staying up late because of the noises, so I did the best next thing: grabbed a pipe from the cargo bay and went out at night. At least they wouldn’t caught me without a fight. If it was a they. I don’t know.

Obviously nothing happened.

Zal stayed in comms overlooking me. There’s a small radar on the main cabin that scans the surroundings of the ship, but it detected nothing.

There was nothing.

I was out there with a pipe in hand, blasting the torchlight in my suit at full force, and we found nothing. The noises were still out there, but there was nothing.

I hate that.

I feel naked.

Why are they there?

How are they whispering?

It makes no sense.

I slept better knowing there was nothing out there. But at the same time, I’m afraid because there’s nothing out there. I wish there was nothing out there.

Anyways, today’s we recovered more garbage. We are running out of space in the cargo, soon we won’t be able to even enter the ship. Kinda of a garbage disegn out of itself.

Talking about garbage, why do the Remnants want all of this? I don’t mind, I’ll get paid regardless, but I can’t stop asking myself that question as I haul things over to the ship. They are paying us for recovering rusty pipes, and a lot at that. And copper is not that expensive. Is there something that makes all these recoveries worth? I know that Remnants are the only living people from the Old World after the Forgetting, so is this about nostalgia? But I doubt anyone would feel nostalgia over some rusty pipes.

Like I said, I don’t care, but my mijnd is free for hours at a time, and there’s nothing better to think at or of.

If we don’t return to orbit tomorrow, then the next day we surely will.