48. Cortex: In coming Message

To Cortex address:        
Tom and Brenna Murray,
Unit 1503,
Township of Wexford, Greenleaf, ZQ
From Core address:
Conall Murray,
In Transition, ZQ

Sent: 2506/11/22  14:32 Received: 2506/11/22 14:50

  Dear mom and dad,
  I am sorry; I fell asleep and missed my last, Gorram chance at taken another still of Greenleaf.  I look out in all direction and I filly get why they call it the black.  It is a lonely place I find myself. Not only outside the vessel but inside as well. The crew either sleep, works or keep to themselves. I am not allowed on the bridge, it is the only place that is off limits, but I do have the run of the ship.  Kathy invited me to go jogging later. She the upper spine of the ship and then back down to the engine room where after a windy path back up to the spine to end around crew quarters. I was told that this ship isn’t the biggest but if you were to count the ten tanks that we have strapped together we are only match in size by an Alliance citadel.
  I didn’t get a chance to ask the Captain, why she had a large turn over. She just laughed and said, “Who wants to run crap from one side of the verse to the other.” I laughed, “Well, you do, for one.”  That is when she looked at me coldly and said, “I that’s not all I do, boy.” For a small woman she scares me.
  I didn’t comment on what she meant but I get the feeling another show is going to be dropped and I am going to make a point to be far away when it does.
  When I get the destination of where we’re going I will let you know. They are sure secretive about certain things on this ship.
  Love you,