Thel' Vadamee
Audio log #5- Captured!
I am recording this from a dank prison cell, in the bowels of the ship. I was captured by the Urags, and stripped of my weapons. I remember it vividly; or rather, I don't. Back in the crawlspace, I remember the sounds of the Urags suddenly stop. Then, a sickly-sweet smelling gas began pouring through the vents. I was unconscious in seconds. When I groggily woke up, I was cuffed, and being dragged by some Urag grunt to this cell. He tossed me in one that was deactivated, and began to leave. As he left, the bars of energy that serve as a door hummed to life, locking me in. All I have left is my audio recorder. Unfortunately for the Urags, I always keep some tools stashed away inside...
Note- The border is supposed to be the edges of a security camera lens.
Audio log #5- Captured!
I am recording this from a dank prison cell, in the bowels of the ship. I was captured by the Urags, and stripped of my weapons. I remember it vividly; or rather, I don't. Back in the crawlspace, I remember the sounds of the Urags suddenly stop. Then, a sickly-sweet smelling gas began pouring through the vents. I was unconscious in seconds. When I groggily woke up, I was cuffed, and being dragged by some Urag grunt to this cell. He tossed me in one that was deactivated, and began to leave. As he left, the bars of energy that serve as a door hummed to life, locking me in. All I have left is my audio recorder. Unfortunately for the Urags, I always keep some tools stashed away inside...
Note- The border is supposed to be the edges of a security camera lens.