What's the point of even trying anymore? I'm stuck alone on this terrifying planet with everything wanting to eat me, and zero chance of escape or rescue. I wouldn't have the motivation to try to save myself even if I knew there was a way to escape. I have nothing anymore. My daughter is dead, everyone I knew and cared about on that ship is dead. To be honest, Emily was all that was keeping me alive. Now that she's gone, I have to fight off the feeling to swim right outside of this base and just let myself run out of oxygen. Then this whole nightmare would be over.
1 part