Archive entries of the HMS Sutherland

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Subject 5784: HMS Ship logs
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Sutherland Captain Logs
Log 358
Date 13/10/819
ID: Aston Taylor

Log begins:

What a complete disaster damn it.
It was just after that mess with the Harbinger, you know the Flagship of Admiral Davis.

*sighs* Anyhow we were part of the rear guard making our way back to Leeds while the Engineers carried the remains of the Harbinger back to the Dry-docks of Southampton.

We heard that the Harbinger was taken apart by a Jelly while nobody was around so the Captain was keeping everything on high alert until the Sutherland was back in New London Space.

And just as we were about to jump back to Dublin it hit us, must have been that jelly that the Harbinger encountered I’m sure of it. It just uncloaked right in front of our nose.

The engagement was short and brutal, Captain Bradley ordered to open fire with everything that could harm such a big thing while seeing to it that the other parts of the Rear guard where informed of the threat that just appeared a few clicks from the Sutherland.

The Bridge shook, that Jelly made a perfect hit on our Bridge, luckily the shields held that first salvo.
But that wasn’t much help to us; the second salvo was already on its way to finish the job.

The Sutherland wasn’t the newest Ship on duty and such the alloys used to build the reinforced structure weren’t as good as with other ships of its class.

Bradley, fearing that a direct hit from those weird Jelly cannons could take out the whole Bridge, ordered the people to evacuate to the secondary one, deeper in the belly of the Sutherland.

It all went pretty fast *sighs again* I was one of the first out, and just as I was through the blast door the whole ship shuddered and there was a loud bang as the Bridge dissolved under the impact.

Most of the Crew on the bridge including the Captain where either torn to pieces or died in the cold Vacuum of Space.
The Blast doors through which I just ran slammed down to contain the hull breach.

We… *scramble* to…error… logs damaged, no further data available.

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