<< BACK TO RS001 LOG Some sort of space junk pinged off the hull of the ship, echoing dully from every direction. 3 minutes. The sensors still weren't picking up any signals, but the monitors automatically displayed its normal analysis. Nearest Star: Spectral & Luminosity Type: M4.5 V Coordinates: 7.875 / -9.25 / -15.90625 Nearest Planet: Orbital Period: 238 days Orbital Distance: 0.8662AU Equilibrium Temperature: 265 K (−8 °C; 17 °F) Average Barometric Pressure: 1013.25 mbar Atmosphere: Nitrogen...............78% Oxygen.................13% Argon...................5% Other Gases.............4% 2 minutes. We were about to break through the atmosphere near the dark side of the planet, couldn't tell more than that- there was nothing to see beyond the nearly purple clouds, locked in perpetual dusk. We harnessed ourselves in the central chamber per protocol. As the ship began to tremble, the walls around us turned black and iridescent. Suddenly, in the center of the room stood the small gilded box, it's black orbs reflecting rainbows across our faces. 1 minute. The pressure on our bodies falls as the ship's thrusters reach equilibrium. This part always reminded me of the playground; spinning on that wheel with the world a blur then dragging your feet in the dirt waiting to be able to let go. "uuUUU-just-eeeeeeeeee-ng ooooutpuut freeeequenciessss. Assessment Complete. Please do not be alarmed. We kindly welcome The Revenent to Nalmyke. We will be landing momentarily." a voice warbled from the center of the room. "We are curious about the dimensional qualities of this ship and its crew. Please allow us to honor you as guests of our society. May we converse pleasantly." a tiny figure grew out of the box, like a mountainous jello mold, and bowed at us. 30 seconds. "Docking procedure initiated"