The cargo bay is almost full, so we’ll go out back to orbit either tomorrow or the next one after that. I kinda don’t want that. This city is really creepy, but there are no whispers, so I almost fill safe here. Who’s to say the next location is not going to have more weird things? At least it comforts me that we have less that nine days remaining as we will spend one in orbit unloading. Will the Remnants also count the last unloading day as part of the contract? I wish, the less time we spend on the Old World, the better. Though I guess we couldn’t protest if they forced us to work for one more day in orbit. Damn, considering how much they pay us, I would even thank them.

I’m a bit tired from everything, but I cannot help wonder how easy it has been. Not the work itself, I’m mentally and physically drained, but the recoveries. I almost don’t get tired anymore. I know I have been heaving up and down boxes that weight twice as much as me multiple times a day, but that’s not enough time to grow muscle. Well, not a lot of it. The gravity is lower here yes, but those metallic white boxes? They are bigger than us and we can all carry it by ourselves, well the guys.

I think I will be asking the others about it. It has been so gradual that I haven’t realized it until now. Have I grown used to the gravity and the suit, or there’s something else at play? Hard to tell really, maybe it’s all of it.

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Also, we sorta did a party today. Not really, but kinda. Ish. There’s not any alcohol here and not a trace of good food, we survive on stale rations, but we decide to make a banquet as there are a lot remaining and eat all of us together for once to celebrate that we are more than two thirds done.

Honestly, we should have done something like this a while ago, but I haven’t thought of it until Kerian opened to us. Even if I forced her hand a bit. It wasn’t the liveliest of parties, but I guess we had a good time.

I surely will have more energies for tomorrow.

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Zal has disappeared.

We have searched for him on the whole cleared perimeter but there’s no trace of him. The cargo bay is already full and Kerian is telling us to go back to orbit to follow protocol. What? Fuck protocol! I ain’t leaving Zal here!

Unfortunately, I have had to go back to the ship because the doors automatically lock at night, but I intend to search for him tomorrow. I doubt I will be able to sleep, he’s out there and I’m here. How can I sleep knowing that? I hope he finds his way to the ship, but at the same time, could he even lost himself? We have done the round trip to the ship dozens of times now, he must know the way by memory. Has something happened to him? Our only chance is to go to the third he was searching for recoveries.

I fear the worst.

I’m scared.

We only had a few days remaining and now a crewmate disappears out of nowhere? This doesn’t brood well.

I just want to find him.