Musings from the office of an exploration vessel's captain.
I received a message on my private mail account about 0700 hours ago. It was from the captain of the Fish Out of Water. It is as follows, minor edits done by myself:
<REMOVED>, Captain, E. C. Pytheas
I understand you’ve been asking about us. Don’t act surprised. You think you’re the only one who can gather information? We’re explorers. It’s what we do. You and I both know that. You’ve stumbled onto my little project, I see there. Fine. Go ahead and rouse up the locals some more for me.
Did you even try to learn why they rebelled? Did they tell you the truth? The same truth that I told them?
We are not alone. We are not alone.
But if we don’t act. If we don’t DO something. We will be. We will be and we’ll bear the burden of the universe alone. With blood on our hands and knives in our own backs.
Here you will find answers: <REMOVED>. Trust me. We can be allies.
Verity, Captain, E. C. Fish Out of Water