I heard you were trying to persuade your fiancée to leave the planet. I would like to know why.

And what if I refuse to answer? Don't you understand what's going on here? They'd kill me in an instant if I should breathe a word!

The fear eating at your soul will bring about your death much faster, Andrei. As far as I know you were born on the same colony and there, things like "duty" and "honour" are not just mere words.

Very well . . . I hope you know what you're doing. Everything started about an year ago. The first cases of the disease were nothing serious. But even then I knew that danger threatened the colonists. The Drakh Conglomerate couldn't wait to get take over, so they asked me to make a full listing of all the precious metals and minerals. They even brought equipment.

I see. . . The conglomerate needs to get rid of the colonists so that the Colonial Service would proclaim the planet uninhabitable. Even those corporate officials need to keep some semblance of lawfulness in their machinations.

I'm not sure it's the conglomerate's officials who are responsible for the spread of the disease, but I'm sure they are planning something . . .