Letters to the Stars/Cpt. Maxxendorf - O4

Cpt. Maxxendorf of the Foundation, 
The threat to the ship is greater than anticipated. This cloud, this miasma... it is beyond hazard. It is a thing of malice - and I believe it wants something. It's testing our defenses, prodding at vulnerabilities in the ship. It's all Goodeve can do to keep it from overwhelming us. The man has adopted a full hazmat suit, running from fire to fire (metaphorically, this time), yet still more of our crew succumb. The ship is simply too large. We've cut off all auxiliary sections but the medbay and the factory - the remainder is the bare minimum to keep us running. The quarantine has given Goodeve enough bandwidth to start trying to develop solutions; details are beyond me, but he seems to be working towards something... interesting.
Riviera, our resident surgeon, may as well be useless - his temperament is not suited for a crisis of this scale. Every time I see him he's on the verge of a breakdown. If there is a silver lining to this crisis, it's that production has skyrocketed; we are far ahead of schedule on automata output and have begun laying groundwork for the landing. I owe much of the credit to Chompski; his experiences with the skinchanger situation have made him flourish in his role. While always a calming and reasonable influence, he has become resoundingly charismatic. His demeanor has done wonders for morale in spite of the hardship, and the (remaining) crew is responding well.
It feels strange to say that I am hopeful we will come out of this stronger - but I cannot help my optimism. We make the planetary approach soon. With any luck, we'll be rid of our plague and well on our way to a successful mission. Expect more updates soon.
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