Astronaut's Logbook No. 56 [Automatic Entry]

Date: [Undefined]
Location: Planet RJ-3461 b

What the hell am I doing on this planet? My "ship", now resembling a burning child's construction set, was the only thing I had for traveling through space. And who can I "thank" for this? Our wonderful corporation, which values economy over the lives of its personnel.

I hope I won't find trouble on this planet. That strange signal, which apparently caused my crash, comes from that gigantic thing on the horizon. What it is — another mystery. Why couldn't I just stay on Earth and work as an engineer in a peaceful environment? Oh right, because this corporation decided that I was perfectly suited for this "critically important" mission of setting up drilling equipment on IAPETUS.