arrival at zed; found things to be messy (overrun, chaos, general damnation in every sense); handled accordingly (via separation / termination of living & un-); sorted sane from in-; torched the useless; a charred, depopulated place left for any remnants. have since loaded ship, gathered crew, & set to continue colonizing this aerial web. grateful to smith & wesson for financing our foray. final observation: zed is a rather dull, rather dead place.
prepping second voyage, at present suspended flight is only desired action; three leagues away from any areas of note. retiring after dinner for the horrid & the honored dead. pulled muscle (back) when reaching for fallen iPod & desirous of a good night's rest.
end transmission 8.