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.

Mission day 18793

[Murmuring]

Awake, at last. I am currently a day and a half away from a planet. I would say it's Earth, because that's what it looks like. But who knows what a journey like that could do, it could be uninhabited, barren, many years in the future or past, who knows. I know for one I don't.

But inside I have this secret belief that it's home. My home, my Earth.

What else can I say.

[pause]

I'll wait till tomorrow.

Entry ends

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In their heart of hearts the crew were losing interest, they knew he would end up on Earth, 1980's send his diary to a lawyer and live happily ever after. But somewhere it clicked. The date, the name, the skills, even the face. No-one dared mention it though. It was almost impossible to think of.