Soaring Star

“Ah, you’re back!” Death grinned as she rushed out and welcomed Arkay with open arms. “And you did exactly as I asked of you! Absolutely perfect!” Arkay sighed as he threw a small, glowing orb into the river. It was the soul of the last being he had killed. Death walked over, expecting a hug, … Read more

It’s gone. The monster is gone. I saw it go. It spoke to me. Said it was going. Is it really gone? Was it just lying to me? I… I… I gotta calm down. Deep breaths. Okay. So I was making my way down a hallway, about 100m away from the recreational areas. Walking through … Read more

20170623 Dear Diary, I’ve decided that I’m going to go and meet up with the groups hiding in the cinemas. I’ve been going over all my options since 0200 and I think this is what I have to do. It’s my safest bet. If I stay here, I’ll need to leave eventually to get food … Read more

20170622 The lights are out. There are emergency lights on the ground, and communications are still working on and off, but there’s power outages everywhere. This stuff isn’t supposed to happen. We’re highly evolved beings with highly evolved technology, yet here I am, hiding in my room with no damn food, no lights and only … Read more

20170621 Dear Diary, The bodies are piling up. So they gave us all guns. The police gave us all guns because they can’t track the creature. Not to fire at the thing, but to fire at the ceiling above it to try and scare it off. Apparently that worked once. Once. Otherwise, no one has … Read more

20170620 Dear Diary, I’m bloody scared now. The casualties are just piling up. Not just deaths, injuries too. We’re at thirty one people dead and seven people injured. Since the Star Soarer set off. Thirty one. THIRTY ONE PEOPLE. Mostly humans and Cassians as well. Then again, they make up like 75% of the ship. … Read more

20170619 Dear Diary, I saw it. I saw the monster. I saw something that was not supposed to be there. It was only for a moment. I saw it outside my room. It skulked by. Like some sort of feral animal, hunched back, on all fours. A shadowy creature. Almost literally made of shadows. Small … Read more

20170618 Dear Diary, So much for things calming down. It’s all gotten worse. No one’s allowed out of their rooms right now. Three people dead. All brutally murdered! Blood everywhere. Like something went through them. Like they were in the way of some horrible monster and, rather than going around them, it went through their … Read more

20170617 Dear Diary, After a day of constant inspections and checking rooms and being herded around like cattle, everything seems to have calmed down a bit. Just a bit. There’s still that hint of panic everywhere you go, but at least it’s just whispers and not people panicking out in the open. But yesterday was … Read more

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 … Read more

20170614 Dear Diary, Someone else died today. One of the lower engineers working on communication systems. Someone doing the exact job I’ve always wanted. Well, I’d take any engineering job, but communication engineers? I’d love that… But this… His poor family must be devastated. His friends must be heartbroken. He has a girlfriend apparently and … Read more

20170613 Dear Diary, Today was a mostly good day! I’ve been moved to a different cleaning team, and, alongside this pair of Septa and a Raptai, we get to clean one of the main server rooms! We were picked because apparently we were the only people who could be trusted. I can resist the temptation. … Read more

20170612 Dear Diary, Sorry I didn’t write yesterday. It was all so damn hectic, I don’t even know. There were three separate drills, one for everyone on the ship in case of a hull breach, one for the general population and a drill for a containment leak for the cleaning and engineering staff. And then … Read more

20170610 Dear Diary, Daisy here, and I’m totally pooped. You’d think for a basic salary they’d give you more breaks. While most of the people here don’t actually have jobs, I’m getting up at 6am and not finishing until 6pm. I’m free to do pretty much whatever I want after 6pm but it’s a hard … Read more

20170609 Dear Diary, My name is Daisy Callaghan. I’m on the SS Star Soarer, a ship that’s taking a thousand civilians of assorted races to a scientific colony called The New North. The trip is supposed to take two months, but that’s assuming we don’t run into any problems along the way. Mostly hostile star-travellers … Read more