A haunting human voice spoke, a voice from a man who was no longer of this universe. As the sounds came, the words filled the screen.
September 10th 2234 - Mission day 8
Jayne really has that kind of personality you have to love, she's smart, funny, interesting. She knows just how to act. I mean, earlier on today, I was in my cabin, playing with the small musical box my mother gave me. And the way she heard the noise, came round the door, leant on the frame and said nothing. Just stood there as if saying...
Oh, God I don't know, I'm no poet. But I know, it just made me feel warm inside, like... like...like I was young again. Her smile, her stance, her face. It made me feel happy.
Pity it's Keelan she's with...
But, now it's sleep. Kate's just finishing off Simon, then it's me. In a few hours I'll be comatose. Then seemingly seconds after I'll wake. Thirty years of travel in a few seconds. The ultimate warp drive.
Entry ends
Jayne noticed the way she was leaning on the door frame with a faint smile and, self-consciously changed position. The crew continued their perusal.