One last thing. I'm willing to answer any questions within a twenty-four hour period starting now. So if you have any questions about me or how life was on this ship, go ahead and ask.
I think..this is the last day. On Mars, I mean. We've almost run out of oxygen, and some idiot keeps breathing through their mouth. It's..tough. I never thought I'd die like this, honestly. I wish I was more active, so that I could know you guys better. It sucks, honestly.
I think I'm gonna kill everyone in this place before we run out, including myself. A classic shotgun to the head should do it.
I'll see you guys on the flipside.