Am I still alive? Where am I? What happened? I must have had a blackout. But something has changed. I can't explain it, but somehow my consciousness feels freed... Oh my god, what have I done? That wasn't me! I got forced into this. 'They' had taken control of my body. Why is this happening now? Are 'they' observing me? This must be a test. What a hopeless situation. Either I try to find help and get rid of that alien inside me - or I play along their 'game'. For the former, the consequences might be, that they'll abuse my corpse for research purpose which would surely mean my death. Besides, I'm not sure if that alien inside me can be removed that easy. It has been part of me for too long already. So at first, I guess it'd be wiser to not tell anyone about the truth, until I know what this is all about.
That's all so confusing, that I didn't even took notice about my location yet. It appears like I'm sitting in an usual Wraith's cockpit. Well, I can only guess that it used to be such... It's a miracle that I've survived in this piece of scrap for that long already. As far as I know, the emergency power supply and oxygen will last for like 48 hours, depending on how long I already sat here. My ship's engine are totally scrapped and so I'm definitely stranded here... After risking a quick view out of the cockpit, I saw the result of a massacre which might have taken place a hour ago. I count eight floating wrecks of Bretonia Armed Force fighters. Did I do this? It was pretty obvious that none of those survived, since their on-board systems showed no activity at all... except for their emergency systems, sending frequent signals. Oh no.