Void Storm Impact Progress

My squadmate got hit. There were no warning signs of a storm, but a sudden bolt of lightning hit nearby. We fell off the GLIDE and it exploded with a deafening roar.

The GLIDE was destroyed and almost unrecognizable. It was a powerful explosion. If I called it a cat claw bomb, that would make the situation better.

Like a cat scratching with its claw, something had etched blast marks all over my body. My sense of humor still being intact means I was in a good enough condition that I could at least check on my squadmate.

They were worse off than I was. I can't adequately describe the state they were in after falling off the hover bike or the cat claw explosion. They kept vomiting up nothing but stomach acid and screams, and as their breath slowly faded, their skin began to rot.

I lean back for a moment, writing this down as if it weren't also my story. My arms start to rot. I leave this behind, hoping our end may be of some use to humanity. I hope someone finds this record I couldn't transmit.