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Message Incoming... Source Melchizedek.0294 Approach β Hyi Ascension 00h 25m 45.07036s Declination –77° 15′ 15.2860″ Distance 24.33ly Equinox J2000.0 SOL Year 3781, QEC adjusted [Autotranslator enabled...] Jerome Somerset Pasani, Warrant Master ::: The doctor has been continuing his investigation of the mutation we discovered in the arabidopsis, radishles, sevetine, and mustards. I have attempted to assist where my limited ability allows. His search has turned up something odd. We hope it's a mistake with our methods or contamination of samples, but with all of the other sensor readings... Our crops in botany bay one are all showing human protein chains. Moreover, the gene editing we discovered earlier has been confirmed to match patterns from several of the crew in cryo. It's like something picked up their DNA and pasted it onto the damned arabidopsis. I can't even begin to fathom what could do that, or why it would want to. The worst part of it is that Moussa can't say with certainty that the reverse hasn't happened. We don't have equipment on-board to sequence crew DNA while in flight. We're just going off personnel records at this point. It pains me to say this, but the best we can do is look through the glass and check to make sure no one is turning green. I'm turning a little green just thinking about it. Every ache and pain, strange sensation, or QE sensation that we experience is throwing up warnings. Janssen needed to be relieved of duty for a time after the data was shared with the others. She was convinced that roots were growing under her skin. Moussa Idjani sedated her and Hämäläinen has stayed with her since. I'm assured that our specialist just had a bit of panic and is ready for duty again. I wish I had some duty to give her. With our course corrections made and the fungal infestation cleared out of cryo, the only mystery remaining is in botany and the rest of us are simply not much help. Adeyemi is pressuring me to wake up Xavier and Kroups. Hydroponics & phytology are their domain. The resources of the Melchizedek will not support us continuing to wake others, though. Once Moussa confirms his findings I'll have to make the call. I have only mentioned to the doctor that I've been experiencing some strange things myself. With Janssen's reaction I don't want to cause a general panic. There's been a feeling of increased pressure in my head, and I've been noticing strange smells around the ship that others don't seem to notice. Idjani thinks it's likely stress from our situation, or some byproduct of cryo affecting my inner-ear. We're monitoring it regardless. If something were to happen to me, ship control will fall to the Seriph of Rhetorical Ecclesia, Prezzi Adeyemi. She is more than capable of completing our mission if it comes to that. Prezzi, on the off-chance you're reading these logs and something has happened to me, I have a series of messages on my personal slot that I'd like you to toss on the relay for me. They're flagged. Unrelated to everything else, there's an issue with out sun lamps. Janssen, Hämäläinen, and I have all been experiencing vitamin deficiencies that should have been wiped away with an hour or two in the rays. We're clocking much more time than should be necessary to keep healthy. I suspect the lamps have malfunctioned in some way, though it doesn't seem to have the same impact on Idjani and Adeyemi. Their skin pigmentation, perhaps? Tonight's sleep cycle marks the end of our first week of sixteen before we begin planet-fall. Let's hope the rest of the trip will be quiet. .