20170615
Dear Diary,
Okay none of this is making any sense.
The ship is currently on lock-down, with all non-essential persons in their rooms. The police are all over the place trying to work out what’s going on.
Another person died. Number three. Her name was Larissa Jordans. But it’s not some random person in communications. This was one of the bigwigs. One of the up tops. The people in charge. Well, not in charge, but one of the major financial sponsors, the CEO of this big tech company called Galafood Tech. The company basically runs agricultural systems inside space programs like the Star Soarer.
I know she’s just a CEO, not really in charge of the actual running of the company and more into financial things and funding… Okay, she wasn’t a particularly nice person either… She had charges of corruption and shit against her… but still! Another dead person!
She didn’t even die in a good way.
At least, that’s what everyone’s saying.
The second I got back to my room, I turned on my scanner. I was in the middle of dinner so luckily I was allowed to take my food with me, but still, it was all a giant rush. Everyone did their best to keep calm and move at a good pace, rather than panicking, but still, everyone is so tense right now.
And for good reason! The stuff my scanner is picking up is insane!
Okay, calm down. One thing at a time.
Firstly, this was most likely an accident, not a genuine murder. It’s only because this woman is rich and important that people seem to care. I mean, the cause of death was pretty obvious with the other people, but here, it’s all a mess and no one knows how she died yet. According to the scanner, there was blood everywhere.
But this is where it all gets weird. I checked my scanner and apparently, about an hour before all this happened, there was a communication about an engineer having to repair a faulty lock on the livestock cages. The ship has livestock not just for food but also for experimentation and to use in the New North. It’s all just livestock though. The most aggressive thing there is a handful of dogs, that are used for comfort and enjoyment experiments in space.
Then the scanner picked up that some of the dogs had gotten out. There are supposed to be twenty dogs but the handlers only counted seventeen.
Then, half an hour later, this Larissa woman dies.
And you know what all the rumours are saying? That some of the escaped dogs did it. I mean, the scanner picked up all sorts, saying that she was found in a mess and there was blood everywhere and things like that.
Except it can’t have been, because they found the dogs and none of them had blood on them or anything. They found them like twenty minutes afterwards and there’s no way any dog can clean itself that fast! The dogs got returned to their proper area and are fine apparently.
And then there were other people who rumoured that maybe one of the Septa did it, so the police checked every single room with DNA scanners but came up with nothing, with the entire Septa population accounted for. Then the police started checking everyone’s rooms, humans, Cassians and Raptai who were in the area at the time of her death and they still found nothing!
So no one really knows what happened! They’re still investigating but…
I don’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing that I didn’t get around to fixing the scanner… I’m actually pretty scared… I mean, it could all just be accidents… Yesterday was an accident…
I’m going to leave the scanner on its highest settings, get it to save everything. It’s just text, I can save so much on my little data card. I’ll just leave it on and check it again tomorrow.
Good night.
See you tomorrow.
Hopefully no one else will die…