<begin pilot log>
: VESSEL: NLC Horizon
: PILOT: V. Hale
: ROUTE: FARPOINT → KESSLER STATION
: REGION: OUTER COLONIES
: LOG TYPE: MANUAL ENTRY
: LOG ID: NLC-A-HORIZON-152-VHALE-PART-B

[DAY 6 — 05:19]
Had trouble sleeping last couple of nights.
And when I have, I’ve had some dreams, some real weird ones.
One of them felt like I was just standing in a voided space.
Everything… just black.
Might need to see a tech for the comms implant at Kessler.

[DAY 6 – 20:00]
Our mystery container continues to elude us.
Seems like wireless network access gets scrambled too close to it. Hank pulled together a signal tap using the fabricator in his workshop, and got it hooked to his data pad. Finally pulled our missing ID and the container manifest.
What doesn’t add up, is why 4,000 litres of Thandorin whiskey would jam a signal… Hank’s gonna keep working at the shipping terminal on the container in-case some kids have been messing with it.

[DAY 7 – 23:12]
Something still isn’t sitting right. Can’t put my finger on it.
Hank and I took a wander down to look at Shuttle Two again, see if we couldn’t sort out the electrical issue. Figure maybe I need to get my hands busy to keep the mind from wandering.
They don’t build them quite like these old shuttles any more.
If it weren’t for the Synths, the Horizon would’ve been tumbling in the salvage fields by now. But as long as it’s making more creds than it costs to run, Nova ain’t gonna retire her.
Had a couple drinks with one of the passengers today. SPACEBANK rep. Seemed nice… but all the corpo types tend to…

[DAY 8 – 14:11]
One of our Nocturni passengers didn’t wake up this morning. Travelling alone, but her cabin-mate said they’d been having a hard time with Drift sickness – and decided that a triple dose of Staydown would help calm their nerves. I guess they were right…
Filed the report, and Hank put the body on ice for now until we hit Kessler and hand her over to the port authorities.

[DAY 8 – 20:55]
Local sensors picked up something odd. By odd, I mean, something. Normally they aren’t even on while Drifting – they wouldn’t pick up anything out of the noise of the bubble anyway. But the power relay for them has been stuck on since Efron-IV … and there it was, an occasional EM signature, coming and going. Had Hank run some diagnostics… recalibrate… rolled the ship to check the port array wasn’t on the fritz… but still the signature.
Can’t explain that one. More concerningly, Hank can’t either.

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