Ronnie told me not to drink so much and I haven't done that even a single wineglass for recent couple months. But I had a serious reason: old nightmares have back and had to deal with them before they crash my brains out. A last adventure 2 weeks ago in Tau-37 showed me what have I done. Thank angels and demons, a Zoner transport aroused me from a sudden attack, but I can't really remember what happened. Records show me less than I expected, but I know already one important thing - a story that happened nearly year ago wasn't my imagination. Ghosts are exist - Zoner called them Nomads and I don't know what does that means. On the next day, I tried to ask Freeport 6 residents who are they but got nothing except some scared rumors like they are cruel creatures who live in deep and low-explored Omicrons and they almost led humanity to extinction 25 years ago. They also can take people under control by infestation them, a nice method to infiltrate somebody who isn't aware of the danger.
I am not ready to go to Omicrons right now - my Raven's Talon is weak to fly so far. I should find someone who could explain more.
Speaking about ghosts, I had a meeting with Grenoble later in the Baffin system - Gallic battlecruiser was missing in action and shot remaining Royal forces in Newcastle along with the flagship Marseille...I thought that. I swear it's not mirage and person I was talking is none other than Juliette Pascal de Lorraine - a beloved division's commodore and as I could notice she recognized me by voice. I told her I am not Leo and ran away. She was a nice person, but I am not sure shall I trust her after everything happened.