The Tragic Fate of Glorbo Zeeb

My name is Lieutenant Glorbo Zeeb. I come from the 7th battalion of Ralafrax. To anyone who finds this data log at my splattered, green corpse, leave this place and never come back. If this is a rescue mission, abort it. We have encountered something evil down here that should never see the light of our seven suns.

Me and my squadmates were sent down here on a mining mission – an attempt to buff up the planet’s rapidly dwindling supply of Crajite. Advanced detection systems supposedly found a bottomless supply of it here, but the cave had been sealed off. Now we know why. There is a vicious Frong Tree that has picked us off one by one in the darkness. I thought the power of this petrifying plant was the stuff of legend, but now I see how wrong I was.

I am going to execute myself with my own Corpo Branded pistol to save myself the fate of encountering the beast. It will be a quick and painless death of only around 30 seconds or so. Tell my eighteen billion spawn egg offspring that I love them, and I won’t be back for Emperor’s Day. Tell my wife, Zeebla, that I was planning on getting a bi-vorce anyway, so she shouldn’t care that much.

The terrible tree is upon me now. I hear its rustling roots reaching. Farewell, Ralafrax…

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Written by Cornconic
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