[b]Planet[/b]: Mars [b]Location[/b]: 27th Planetary Outpost Sector 7 [b]Time[/b]:Before the Traveler [b]Name[/b]: [i]Mikhail[/i] [i]Nieman[/i] [i]Last recorded message from outpost 27[/i] This will be the last message I will leave for whom ever might be here to see it. Directive: T6SH91 ID#:46679100 My name is Mikhail Neiman. Ive been stationed at this outpost to observe outer atmospheric phenomenon. My objective is to take records of any UFO and space debris entering the Mars atmosphere within Sector 7. In the last five Mars days, the outpost has been blanketed by a severe desert storm cutting visibilty and causing interference with the equipment and transmission data. In most cases; storms are waited out and began to subside within the next day or two, but this is a highly unusual storm. After recieving no messages from HQ or any other outside source, I have made the decision to trek back to the colony on foot. The risks are great but this calls for dire action. Food supplies are getting low so I've decided its better to take my chances out there than to waste away in here.With the topography data from the servers I collected, Ive charted a route to take on foot in a days time. Although, with a storm like this, who knows how long it will really take. I pray that this is only just a really great mishap and shit weather we're having. I have this churning feeling in my gut and it keeps bugging the hell outta me. I can't stand one more day of this place in dead silence, hearing the howls of this crayz storm through six inch glass walls. I wonder how Heather is doing. God I miss her. Don't worry I'll be home soon. Who knows, maybe I'll look back at this and get a laugh out of it hah hah! [i][End Of Message][/i]