No water for four days. Could be five.
Everything is empty. There is no food on this craft.
P does not seem to mind. She remains healthy, but seems sad at the sight of Meva and I starving. No more giggling. No more crystals.
For awhile, we could make her laugh, and she would provide the P-tonium to power the ship.
We are too weak.
The ship is moving but we don't know where it is going. If I take the last crystal out of the grid, the ship will stop, but so will the life support system. The color in the last crystal is fading. We could be dead soon.
I have tried in vain to learn the controls… too alien and strange.
I declare my love for Meva to whoever finds this.