Day nine on Arklay island, our situation continues to remain stable despite the odds. I am glad to report the fierce storm, which swept through the coast, is finally dissipating. Unfortunately, it left a path of devastation in its wake. Many places are water logged and debris piles up within and outside of town. To make matters worse, the power grid took a severe blow when lightning struck the nearby radio tower. Electricity has yet to return, with exception to buildings powered now by generators.

The Deimos Research Lab fortunately pulled through the storm with little to no damage. Like everywhere else, the facility’s power went out; although, briefly. We are online again, but who knows for how long the auxiliary generators will continue to run? Power, for now, is rationed out like everything else a part of this organization.

Our stores continue to wax and wane with the needs of personnel. Currently, we are well stocked with food and medicine. Unless further disaster strikes, I anticipate our organization will be well off for awhile.

Espilon soldiers recently took to hunting and are able to supply us with meat. I approve of their efforts, though wish their butchering was done elsewhere other than our dining tables. While soldiers did attempt to clean up their work, by setting tables to wash out in the storm, I fear as if their effort is not enough. To prevent contamination of food and drink, some of the lab’s sanitation supplies went into properly cleaning the contaminated surfaces.

Though our supplies of medicine have not greatly dwindled, I am actively ensuring we maintain our stocks. At every opportunity, I take supervised trips into town for trade. The last haul is a particularly fruitful one: morphine, panadol, morphine, mucaine, and cough syrup. Most of these goods come to me as willing donations, but for others I trade off some of our less effective medicines.

Recent physical and psychological examinations, which Dr. Turner and I conduct, give me a better idea of what supplies to look for. A good portion of our personnel suffer acute pains, but others suffer more chronic symptoms. Few come to us in one piece. Even fewer arrive with their sanity intact. The most prevalent issue is dealing with stress and boredom. For now, everyone seems to be coping well enough, though I fear dispositions may take a turn for the worse if our living conditions do not improve.