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Yep, thats my Seamoth. Youre probably wondering how I got here. Honestly, so am I. One moment I'm happily collecting debris near the Aurora, the next I dodge a Reaper coming straight at me. But not at me, to my dismay, at the Seamoth - my baby, my one source of hope in this godforsaken ocean.

I desprately dash after the leviathan, knowing that if my submersible is destroyed my chances here are bleak. It keeps running with my Seamoth in its jaws, not to deeper, calmer waters but stright into the shallows. I'm slowly losing ground on it, when suddenly it surfaces like an Orca from Old Earth, thrashing its mandibles, and my poor little submersible goes flying.

This was my last glimpse of it - Telemetry shows that its still intact and powered, but hopelessly far from the crater's edge. I dare not mount a rescue operation, what with my limited supplies and lack of transportation and O2. Not to mention those unending depths....

If you are reading this, I have given up. Goodbye.