"I still live, I still think: I still have to live, for I still have to think." As I watched outside the window, I noticed that they've already finished the new module. It's all her work. Since my sudden illness a few days ago, I've handed the Pandora's command over to Natalie, until I'd feel better. Actually it'd have been Thomas' and John's task to jump in for me - but something made me distrusting them. I feel awful. It's now almost a week that I'm tied to bed at the hospital deck. Can't even remember how it feels to be alive and kicking. First of all I suffered stomach pain, which then got replaced by immense headache. The doctors are at a loss. Bed rest, bed rest and bed rest they said.

Today was the first day that I felt comfortable to write a log. So who knows? - Maybe this'll be the last one of the famous captain Edward hope... Well, if things won't change, I might be healthy within the next days. And then, at first I'll probably survey the Pandora's Box. There's much work to do. After all I'm commanding a cruise liner now, which is looking forward for some impressive cruises to Sirius' borders. I've always dreamed of doing such. Can't wait for it.

Two weeks have passed, and I'm still not feeling better. That sickness is cursed. Sometimes it appears like the doctors are sedating me. And I've got the feeling, that Natalie enjoys me being confined to bed for that long. Actually, I haven't seen her for quite a few days now. Or weeks? Hell, I can't believe that the time is passing by that fast. What are those drugs? I'm having trouble to stay concentrated. As if something gains control of my mind. But in the end it's a pleasant condition - I need some rest. Damn, I hear the nurse coming, she forbid me to make audio logs. Who do they think they are? I'm in charge here...

"Sol - Chronicle of the 22th Century" the book cover said. What? The old rheinland libary. I can't really remember why exactly I came here. Nor do I know what I was about to do just now. Did I just say that? Oh. Well, this place reminds me of a few years ago, when I first had access to the large libary, which contains a fair lot of the ancient knowledge and history. At least that little bit what the sleeper ship "Rheinland" could have saved from the Exodus. Wait - what am I doing here? Ah, now I remember, I was told to study the history from before the Exodus, and... - who told me? Oh. The time is running. I haven't seen daylight since over a week now. I really should get some fresh air. A break would be great now.