Emily was walking through her small shack on Allentown base, flicking over pages on her datapad, when suddenly a high priority message jumped up between all the spammy messages she had been deleting. "Hmm, curious." She opens the message, and reads over the contents so far, looking at the pictures. "Oh, thats too bad, guess ill put a little note here, then." She opens up the datapad, and begins writing a message, while switching the camera on.
Sender ID: Emily Ferguson
Sender Location: Allentown Base, Pennsylvania
Signal Strength:Strong
Subject: Your missing husband
Security:Relatively easely breached
Hello there, Arbiter,
So I saw this message pop up at my datapad, at a sudden, hidden between tons of spam from the local rogues and drunken folks. Its sad to hear a guy like him has gone missing. I will be certain to keep an eye out for him for you. The credits are an added thing, but ill gladly ignore those. Consider this a favor from a fellow Junker. Don't give up, im sure we will find him for ya.
As an added, later note. I have just been informed that it is the ship you are after now. Ill keep my eyes out for it. I guess ehh... Congrats for finding your husband.
Regards,
Em'.
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This Galaxy is vast; its wonders and beauty are almost unfathomable. But the galaxy also hides dark secrets, some of which have lain dormant since the beginning of time itself. There is a danger in secrets, both in seeking and in knowing. Some things are meant to be hidden from view. Some mysteries defy understanding, and sometimes even the things we think we know are untrue. Some secrets should remain untouched.
