Fatum Iustum Stultorum

Terminal 1



Robert Blake left something for you a few
minutes ago. He and the other humans
captured a Pfhor refueling ship and found
or forced someone to pilot it for them.
They folded out of the system immediately
after I received the message, without so
much as a "Thanks for saving us from
becoming plasma on Tau Ceti, Durandal."

Anyway, the message reads: "The dead walk
again; we cannot wait. --Blake." I think
he means me, but I let him go anyway.

Good-byes were always hard for me. You
know I'll never let you go.

But now is no time to get sentimental about
my resurrection; dry those tears and stuff
a fresh clip in your assault rifle. The
Pfhor down on the planet are not defeated