Dear Esther, I am writing on behalf of fathers will, I have done what he has asked, I have returned to his island. I remember stepping off of the boat, the fog was settled over the landscape like a horrific shroud, and the incessant creaking of the rusting metal of the boat was almost enough to drive a man insane. After I hooked it up to the dock I slung my backpack over my shoulder and began to look around, I don't know why, it was almost impossible to make anything out in the fog. But I could make out the shape of the observatory at the top of the hill, a dead, gloomy aura seemed to be glistening off of it, it was quite an eerie mood. After I stepped off the small dock I sunk my feet in the sand, feeling its cold, dead texture between my toes in my sandals. The air was humid, but it felt cold as much as it felt damp, I set off into the forest shortly after. I will write this letter as I venture to Fathers' lab.

I was shocked at the lack of wild life in the forest, not even a squirrel crossed paths with me. The fog wasn't as heavy in the forest, so I could easily see my destination at the far end of the woods, the cave entrance to his observatory, father did always love his secrecy. But something peculiar caught my attention, occasionally, on a tree trunk, someone carved the chemical composition for Nitrous Oxide, Sulfuric Acid, Nitrogen Dichloride, and other various compositions, I hoped to find the reasons why as I progressed further and further into the woods. As I entered the damp cave, I noticed the Hyperfine transition of neutral hydrogen atoms chiseled on the walls with what seems to be with a sharp rock, what possessed any physicist to behave in such a manner was far beyond my understanding. But what I find peculiar is that I haven't seen anyone map out the hyperfine transition for hydrogen since the Voyager and Pioneer space project, I'll look into it. This cave gives me the creeps.

I stumbled upon the steel door, the lock rusted away, so it was quite easy to smash with a rock. The hallway was as dark as a moonless night, thank God for the glow sticks I packed; I snapped 3 and tossed them down the hall, illuminating the path for me. I'll have to find the circuit room and repair the power grid from there if I want any light on this voyage, I hope my experience with engineering can come in handy here, although I'm only a physicist, I'm sure I can manage. The dripping of water can be heard echoing down the hall way, I wish they didn't cut the funding for this observatory…

I arrived at the power grid, the corridors were covered in moss and rust, I can't believe it's been 10 years… anyway, I eventually fixed the power grid, but not without shocking my finger tips constantly. Nothing serious, they're fine now, just a little numb. The lights flicked on, well, most of them anyway, some have sustained water damage and neglect, but it's enough to illuminate most of the rooms and hallways. I found a journal in one of the offices, it was a research log, I'll recite it for you here:

Log Entry 3/4/92

Dr. Maxwell P. Marshall PHD. (Project New Horizons)

Entry 1: 3/18/92

Project New Horizons, I don't think I've ever seen anything presented with such professionalism, this project has lots of potential, let's hope NASA can get the green light from Earth Government, or whatever they preferred, 'EarthGov' I believe. The damn bastards are going to be the death of this facility, I just know it, but what can you do when you're desperate for funding? Anyway, the project was presented with extreme perfection, I'm ecstatic to begin work tomorrow, maybe we can use the 'Spartan Equipment' we created to examine this … the next few words are smudged… more closely, the magnification of the machinery is quite amazing, the outer shell is constructed of w-BN, or Ionsdaleite, which is a substance 78% denser than Diamonds, Diamonds! It was quite difficult to construct anything with it, unfortunately, but after 3 years we finally did it, I don't know when w-BN will be introduced to the public, but as for now, it's more important that we keep it to ourselves, I may sound selfish for saying this, but we need this for ourselves. I'll write another log entry to summarize our progress.

Entry 2: 4/2/92

Amazing! The 'Spartan Equipment' was launched this morning, hopefully we can get a glimpse of…smudged again… when it reaches its destination in orbit arou- … it seems only the important information is smudged, maybe they didn't want 'someone' to know 'something'…? Let me see what else I can find down here… 'Spartan' won't reach there for another year, unfortunately, it's fuel supply is incredibly large, but still finite none the less, we only need to get it so far before we get a constant speed adjusted, thanks to EarthGov, our technology is more advanced than any country, maybe I was wrong about them… I mustn't think to hard about that, there is too much work to be done, hopefully Dr. Heinz finished the coding for 'Spartan's' software and locaters, maybe we can sneak a peek before it reaches orbit. Maybe. No, we can't risk it, 'Spartan' needs to be steady and slow in orbit before we can use its potential. Progress on Project New Horizons is coming together perfectly; I will continue writing in the journal.

Entry 3: 4/3/92

That idiot from engineering, what's his name, Mr. Krauser, spilt his coffee on me when he bumped into me in the corridors, the nerve, doesn't he know who I am? Despite the fiasco this morning, I have managed to get quite a good amount of work in, they finished the coding the locaters, we now have a fixed position on 'Spartan', it's just passing… smudged, of course… and should reach …. Smudged… within the next 10 years, hopefully, it pains me to have to wait this long, but what can you do?

Entry 4: 1/21/93

Progress of Project New Horizons is great, 'Spartan' is hurdling towards its destination right on schedule, expected arrival time is 9 years, quite a while away, but well worth it, we hope to catch a glimpse of … smudged… close up, this new world could change everything we thought we knew about the universe, Dr. Heinz finished the coding the software and 'Spartan' is fully operational, but we cannot use it until it arrives and orbits …smudged… in the next decade. I've spent the past year on this god forsaken island, I haven't seen any form of wildlife during the entire 365 days, it's for the best, I suppose, we wouldn't want them interfering with the outside equipment, speaking of which, Dr. Fayge has been tracking the movements of … smudged … and it's is moving just as predicted, no noticeable irregularities. Everything is still coming together perfectly.

And that was the last journal entry, maybe I can find more as I venture further into the observatory, my voyage continues…