I've finally fixed this terminal.

I am not sure it will transmit my

logs but it have this conforting feeling.

Comming out of the dream planet of sand

proved to be a rude awkening. Going trough

the consoles tunnel was the way out.

I wish I could be back there... and I might have

found a way.

The reality that greeted me on my awakeing

wasn't another dream or simulation. I woke up

in a half broken pod, with limited battery life

and supply.

It took me a while to get out as my muscle were

weak and soar. I was able to crawl outside,

and slowly build a makeshift hut around the pod.

I have found other pods. Most of them broken.

A few corpses around. I've counted 12 pods in total

including mine. There was also the remanent of

some sort of a ship, probably unmaned and harnessing

the 12 pods.

Did we crash?

I didn't find more information about who I am.

A code on the side of my pod....

I found more food source from the other pods,

and was able to load it in my own pod as I

was starving. I still need to plug trough IV

to get my nutrient but at least it keeps me alive.

Water seems to be extrated from the environment

and mix with the food supply, and dipensed trough

my veins.

At this rate a have a few weeks of supply, I was

also able to scavenge the batteries from the other

pods and some other part. There seems to be

some communication system attached to this

console, but I wasn't able to put the part

together.

At least I have this console...

The planet is completly scroched. I don't even want

to explore. It seems like we've crash landed at

the bottom of a tall moutain. I don't see much

vegetation around, only rock and moss. There

has to be more life on the planet as I can breath

normally.

How do I know all these thing? What is my next

step once I run out of food... I dream of being

back into the simulation. Although it was a strange

place, I didn't need food or sleep.