The Lighthouse is no longer safe. Admiral Thomas, my predecessor, did a notable job of getting us here, unfortunately, this place just is not safe. Not anymore. The Wolves are at the gates and it is time for us to leave.

I dart down the halls of the Dione. Once filled with festive party goers, she's now home to the overwhelming majority of colonists who have embarked on this mission. As I approach the bridge, I pass our Councilman and Chief Engineer and they're escorting…. My dead body?