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_Last night I slept on what looked like a rib curving out from and then back into the wall, stretching a thin layer of... skin out with it. A bit like a small trampoline. It was a good night, the hammock thing is slightly warm. The ship is going to show me what it eats today, which has made so nervous I have not eaten anything yet. I can't help but think it'll make me sick.
_The ship likes meat.
All meat.
It's just had a mad feeding frenzy in a forest on a very young volcanic planet. Try to imagine a shark that can fly, a shark that can turn almost instantly, a shark that could scream past and concuss you with one sonic boom or splatter you with lots of them, a shark that could cut you up with a burning red beam that almost incinerates the air itself, a shark that could impale you with a mouthpart or simply suck you up.
There was this one animal, a huge dragonfly with great blue eyes and wings, that almost got away. The damn thing whizzed through the trees, zig-zagging crazily and looping almost instantly, and as the ship gave chase, causing me to be pressed hard back into the seat, I heard a strange slow crunching sound during one nasty turn that I hope came from the ship. The dragonfly actually stopped, hovered for a second as we took that turn; I think it was watching.
_Two days to Nephren-Ka, this thing is fast!