Freighter Vana Captain’s log
Day 365
M. Koril

I shuttled down to the meeting point on New Romulus, right on time. My contact was late, but I didn’t think anything of it at first. Very few people are ever punctual. But he never showed. I waited for hours in a warehouse of supplies for the new colony, feeling a bit strange and suspicious down there. Thankfully, my reputation as a cargo hauler has superseded any other reputation and no incident occurred. But the disappointment…

My mind entangles itself with the possibilities of what could have happened to my contact, and why. This secret is holding fast to itself, and swallowing its keepers whole.