Mission Log 1:06 – I Don’t Believe in Ghosts

I don’t get it, Colonel. You want me to live out here on this station like a regular civ, but you’re also ordering me to send my homework along every night like a good soldier.

Maybe you’re testing me. Maybe you want to see if I’m capable of falling in line.

I can, Colonel. I really can. Here’s today’s log.

David woke me early this morning with a hand on my arm. I was dreaming about cursed coins and pirates, so he’s lucky I didn’t punch him in the throat.

I sat up, and he was crouchi...