Capsuleer log, day 245. Supplies are low. The Ugandan Frontier remains uncharted, partially because it doesn’t exist, and partially because no one in their right mind wants to go there. I came here following the prophecies of Forsen — “just go next.” I thought it was metaphorical advice. It wasn’t. He literally meant jump to the next system.

My corpmates have long since vanished. Some joined null blocs, others became market tycoons. I remain here, orbiting an asteroid, mining veldspar for reasons even I don’t understand. Sometimes I think I hear Forsen’s voice over comms, mumbling about “the nurses” and “stream snipers.” Other times it’s just the sound of the capacitor whining.

If anyone finds this log, tell the galaxy Uganda is real. Tell them Forsen was right. And tell them to bring more drones next time.