This is my third, and possibly, I fear, my last report on the Krork settlement in the Sargos system. As you will see from my previous report, I encountered them and lost consciousness for an unknown amount of time. I then went on to the Freedom V colony where I partook in a full work over. I received the results of my scans two days after my arrival. It appeared I had been experimented on, although only slightly. The medical experts found a small device embedded into the back of my skull. It had an unknown function but it appeared to be transmitting a signal, possibly a homing signal. For what reason they implanted this device I do not know, but I decided to investigate. I returned to the Sargos system.
While I was travelling, a most odd thing happened. As I left warp space, a large vessel came along side me. My data banks recognised it as a Necron ship, but it did not engage me, it simply got close to my ship, and then left. I was most perplexed, I assume it the work of the immortal emperor, bless his name, which saved me from a terrible death. I counted my blessings and moved into orbit above the planet. As soon as I got into orbit, I felt a wave of energy ride over me.
I noticed, after a moment, that I was no longer in my ship; I was on the surface, in the Krork Cavern. It appears they have developed a remote matter transport system, most impressive. As I looked around me, I was in a small room, plain walls and floor. As I moved to look at something that resembled a door, the caretaker entered, with a small guard of two of, what I presume, were the troops of their army. He came over to, and I moved for my bolt pistol, but it was not in its casing. I began to move back towards the wall, and the caretaker followed. I prepared my self for eternal life with the emperor and hoped my work had been sufficient for him, but the killing blow never came. The caretaker, who I have now ascertained is male by our standards, began, what I can only describe as, talking to me. It was a low, growling voice, but was filled with such sorrow; I could only begin to comprehend what had caused it. It wasn't speech as we know it, but more that he spoke to me in my mind. I could feel his words. He told me of his civilisation, his people, how they had descended into these stasis tombs in an attempt to save their people. How they had trusted and allied with the Eldar against the Necrons, who I now know to be a force far worse than any Chaos army or Dark Eldar raiding force. He told me everything, but only if I told him all I knew. I felt compelled to tell him what I knew, but if I did, I knew I would betray the trust in me by the Emperor. I resisted with all my might, and resisted enough so that only basic information left me. It wasn't so much that he forced me to say it, but I was compelled by his mind, telling me to tell him. When he learnt only a little, his demeanour changed dramatically. He grew up to his full height, towering many metres over me.
At that point, he forced his fingers into the back of my head, making huge gashes, causing great pain. After a few agonising moments, he removed his hands, having activated the device implanted in me. The wound he created, miraculously healed in a matter of minutes, leaving only a sense of extreme terror as to what was about to happen. As he turned to leave, I muttered in a quiet voice about how I was sorry that I could not give him information. He stopped at the door, appearing to be thinking about something, but continued moments later. I feel I may have said something to him, opened up an old wound so to speak. But it mattered not, a minute later, I felt the feel of energy washing over me and found myself back in my ship.
I travelled back to Freedom V, where the doctors there confirmed the device had been activated, and that it was a memory-wiping device. At this, I immediately reacted by beginning my report entitled 'The History of the species known as The Krork'. At the time of writing this, I have finished a brief outline of what I know, but it is only the beginning. I have had little time to do this, but it is all I could write down. I am now entering surgery, in an attempt to have the device removed. It is likely that I will not survive. Emperor willing, I shall, but if I don't, I know I shall be with the Emperor for all time.
Your Obd't Servent
Inquisitor Jonru
Thought for the Day: Service is important for a good afterlife.
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