[Sarah leans back in her chair, drawing her hand away from the video recorder.]

I haven't been keeping my journal as up-to-date as I'd like, but some things came up. Louis, my inmate, went into a coma a few weeks ago. I moved him from his room to the infirmary, and not long after that, he disappeared from the ship.

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[Sarah has had her hair cut, just like most everyone else. She doesn't comment about it, however. She picks up a battered old field journal, leans forward on her elbows and reads from her notes to the camera. Her tone is professional and emotionless.]Beginning on Satuday, date unknown, time unknown, I was obligated to avoid capture by invading ( Read more... )