Eva's Personal Log: Stardate 62630.1, Earthdate August 02, 2385.
Great screams of horror echo throughout the ship, jarring me from my restless slumber. I quickly look around, hoping it was a nightmare, when my eyes gaze upon the source of the disturbance. Then I realize: they've found us. As quickly as I can move, I rush toward the escape pods and prey I can move fast enough to beat them. As I hurl myself into the pod and the door closes, I realize that I was only a moment too late: a fragment of a nanite bomb has grazed my arm...I open my eyes and smile. The satin sheets rub against my naked body. I feel so comfortable here, despite the nightmares. I'm used to sleeping on the floor in my clothes, usually wet with sweat and rancid body odor. I can't believe all the luxuries they had: information at your fingertips, comfortable beds, and lovely delectable foods! Replicators in every dorm, a club built for entertainment, and oh, the gardens! The lovely, bountiful flowers and trees... I never dreamed such amazing things existed! Oh, sure. I've heard stories, but I would have never been able to imagine such beauty... especially when all I see is death when I close my eyes.
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