she asked. “Such a weapon would be unimaginably powerful. As much as I want to I can‘t deny the possibility of it.” “If we survive this journey we must show this tragedy and its cause to those in the Confederation,” he said. “It’s not a matter of getting home any longer.” “I agree,” Zae said. The door opened behind them. Baed and Meldi entered with the usual cheery look on Baed’s face gone. “Is all of this true?” Baed asked. Meldi pulled out something from her pilot uniform. “This disc was in the pocket of what we suspect was the last living creature on that lunar base,” Meldi said before handing it to Brian. “Please, let all of us watch it.” “You’re right,” Brian said. He activated the ship’s broadcast system. “It’s time all of us see what the Greys have done.” “To all crew members of the Avoni, this is Lieutenant Commander Peterson speaking. As you already know our situation is quite dire. I’ve sent a text report to each of you and plan to hold a ship wide meeting tomorrow to discuss the situation further. But a vital piece of information has been recovered by some of your crew, something I believe all of you should see. The images may be graphic and horrible to watch, so if you wish turn it off. I’m showing this because those already exposed to it will not be able to hide it from their shipmates. I don’t know exactly what’s on this video, but I’m sure it’s something we all should see.”
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On each monitor on the Avoni the image of a strange, emaciated creature appeared. He was about the size of a human with bloodshot red eyes. He looked into the recording device with lights on in the small room. “If anyone ever watches this video I know that you’re likely from a different world. The place in which you found this disc has become hell. That of course, is something I have no doubt you’ve figured out by looking around. My name is Nardin Tracker and my species refers to itself as the Mardok. We’re a proud race that had finally achieved the technology to begin exploration of our own solar system. As you can see that dream was short lived. It was nearly two years ago when the homeworld was destroyed. The Old Ones came without warning and fired a powerful energy beam into the southern pole. It burned off the atmosphere in a matter of a few minutes. With the same efficiency they left without a word. They left behind survivors on ships and bases all across our solar system. The real tragedy is not the loss of our homeworld, but the fact that none of the bases or ships had the ability to produce food on their own. If they had waited another few years this horrible result wouldn’t have happened. We began by rationing the supplies we had, but after a year and a half it was exhausted. That was when the hunger began striking all the bases and ships. Our species evolved from a carnivore. With the development of our brain we’ve achieved reason, the power that marks all intelligent species as different from the rest. But as starvation began taking hold many of us began going mad. Their baser instincts took hold and now what you have found is reality. I haven’t had anything to eat in almost four months. The oxygen supply is low because the filter system is beginning to fail. Even the heating systems are going. At this moment I might be the last rational Mardok left alive. The few of my brethren still alive on this base have been hunting me for days. I dare not close my eyes for sleep because I know I’ll not see light once more afterwards. I’ll take the remaining weapons I have and escape to the other side of the base. At least there I can die properly. I will do it myself, so I don’t lose myself to the hunger. To those who have received this disc I leave behind all the collected data of my people I could obtain in these last few months. The Mardok are dead, I know that now. But we must be remembered. I ask that you take what’s on here and