DOCTOR'S LOG: Entry ThreeDOCTOR'S LOG: Simian SwannKevin's death weighs heavily on everyone's mind.Thus far, it has been determined that nobody is at fault, which is a fanciful and impossible notion. No matter if the Astronomer's death was merely a result of Icarus malfunctioning at just the right time, there is no such thing as a no-fault death. Every death has a responsible party, and every death leaves behind an overwhelming sense of burdensome guilt. Of course, the three who seem most conceivably responsible for the Astronomer's untimely death would be Richter, Baxter, and Snow, who were inside the ship when the Icarus made it
DOCTOR'S LOG: Entry TwoDOCTOR'S LOG: Dr. Simian SwannI received a video message from Emmeline today. Sabriel was right she is starting to look like Mary, almost startling so. She has my eyes, but hers are full of life, whereas mine are not. This is something I have noticed whenever I record video messages or look in the washroom mirror, especially more recently. I want to say this is a result of the strain of the multi-year journey and having to coexist with certain members of the crew who shall remain unnamed, in case they should decide it a good idea to try to read this but I have to believe that
DOCTOR'S LOG: Entry OneDOCTOR'S LOG: Dr. Simian SwannI have lost track of time. The days and the nights all feel the same.Whoever said familiarity breeds contempt was a genius, as I have certainly found this theory to be true. Spending over two years in a small, confined tuna can with my crew members has not made me any fonder of them, nor, I'm sure, them of me. At least we all know each other's first names by now, even if we only use them in disdain for one another. Except for Captain Markum, who treats our first names like pet names, and seems to take great pleasure in calling us by them. I suppose she fe