Private logs of Yelena Vollkegel

[Sturmwind]

Entry 11: 27.03.818

Liebes Tagebuch,

This is the third day of my abduction. Yes, I will call it that from now on. Hauptfeldwebel Drum simply abducted me! I did nothing willingly!

I'm becoming more and more certain that not only does he want to use me as his tool for his foolish mission, but he also wants to discard me when I'm no longer useful...

I'm beginning to think that that time is approaching... he no longer even takes me to space now, he went out yesterday and told me to stay put. He also took my sidearm and combat knife away, I'm now totally unarmed. It's also rather obvious that his buddies are on my back all the time... there are suspicious looks following me wherever I go.

I need to get out of here...

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[color=#FFFF00]Solarius is a small mining outpost built behind one of the two planets to be found within the Omega-11 system. The primary aim of the station is to extract the dense amount of diamonds to be found in the Von Rohe asteroid belt. The only problem is that the belt embraces a gigantic red sun, projecting immeasurably large amounts of radiation.

Solarius itself is also equipped with a top of the line radiation protection grid. Yet, it's impossible to entirely reflect such dense amounts of projection, so most people working here inevitably get poisoned by the sun's emission. Solarius needs a constant supply of pharmaceuticals, station components and ship components, as well as technicians and miners.

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And I'm locked into such a hellhole. I myself have to take anti-rads to avoid suffering a long and painful death of the mutating radium poisoning. The pills taste TERRIBLE! There's no candy or chocolates around here either... I ate even my emergency supply of fizzy bubblegums.

The days here are going very slowly. I get random outbursts of panic and crying occasionally... I often think of Rheinland, my comrades out there in the field and my long-lost family...

I wish they were here right now.

At the very least, I got this cute postcard from the only local conventional store:

If I ever get out of here, this will be something to remember... perhaps the most terrifying experience of my Rheinwehr service. I recall having similar feelings only when... I was in another cell... the Hessian base... years ago...

If I die here, in a stinking, radiating pit of nowhere... I at least want to make the world know what happened. This diary will live on.

~Gefreiter Yelena Vollkegel



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