The crew is performing with distinction under the most trying of situations. Without any services, the most basic of activities have become mentally taxing with immeasurable hazards occurring all around us. The washroom and adjacent sleeping quarters have been placed off limits. The total lack of artificial gravity has resulted in flying objects and a dampness that is quite uncomfortable with a woeful odour saturating the air. There is an unacceptable risk of this escaping into the relative safety and comfort of the bridge environment.
 
The heat is suffocating; I have given the crew approval to remove clothing. Touchof1der isn’t a natural red head as has been assumed for more years then anyone can remember. Barbara was able to make it through the service tunnelling into the reactor room, attempting to establish what occurred. She wasn’t able to find anything other then the room being deserted. We can assume there is substantial radiation leakage in the reactor room, as Barbara now appears light blue in the dark, curiously all her prominent tips are glowing bright green; she doesn’t seem to notice. The temptation to press her buttons is quite infectious.
 
Cyberartist is working as hard as anyone to remedy the situation but quite frankly the guy seems to have lost the plot. His constant taping on every damn surface on the bridge, trying to emulate heavy metal to transmit subliminal messages is causing moderate alarm. He seems to think the wave patterns will be picked up through deep space and result in ‘the followers’ being attracted to the vibes with an uncontrollable urge to find the source. My personal feeling is that they, like us, will be compelled to go the other way.