CMDR Airman_Dan’s Log, 8th June 3307
Missing! The damn thing’s missing! I went ahead in my never-ending quest for giant stars, and I had some measure of success with a pair of reds and a blue. My high-altitude inspiration was successful in ensuring I got my name on them, but at the moment I’ve got bigger problems than servicing my ego. I arrived on schedule to where the Omega Concern ought to have been next, but it wasn’t there.
For the first time, I regret downgrading the sensors on the Fiat Lux to save weight. These D-rated scanners are making the search more troublesome than it needs to be. Nevertheless, I’ve scoured every system within half a parsec from here. With the news from Galnet of possible Thargoid hyperdictions recently, I am gravely disturbed. I thought we would be safe from their machinations at this distance, but who knows? All that’s certain right now is that the carrier has vanished without a trace.
My jaunt in the Ad Astra the other day may prove serendipitous. It’s a long shot, but I’ve sent out a fighter recall signal on wide-beam subspace. If the Concern is out there, the response from the fighter’s docking computer may allow me to triangulate its location from here.