[Personal log of assistant Zachary Walsh]
[Day 1]
I am recording my daily experiences working on the Rhat'ets project located on planet [Data Encrypted].
Perhaps I may never see my loving wife and children again, but my salary will be enough to ensure that they live comfortably for a lifetime.
I know that my two boys are strong enough and will grow up to be fine young men.
Who knows why I was chosen out of the thousands of scientific researchers that fought desperately for a place.
I speculate it may have something to do with the thesis paper I wrote on Insectoid biology for my master's degree.
The spaceship travelling to this research lab had a fairly uneventful journey with myself and three other nervous recruits.
Jonas, Kevin, and Isaiah were tall, muscular men far more suited for combat purposes rather than academics but who was I to judge.
