Day 5, week 1, 4th month, Year 47

I'm hungry and thirsty. I just have a tiny bit of light coming into this room from under the door, but it's enough to write with. I wonder how the others are doing? I thought I heard Verona crying last night. I think it was night anyway. I hope someone comes to rescue us soon.

Day 7, week 1, 4th month, Year 47

We've landed but we haven't been outside yet. At least I haven't. I want to get out of here. I did get a little bit of food and water while I slept. The Sith snuck in here and gave me a piece of bread and a bowl of water. I guess that means he wants to keep us alive but why. What is he planning?

Day 1, week 2, 4th month, Year 47

They're dead. Centon and Verona are dead. They had tried to escape but the Sith caught them. He made Orain and me watch as he sliced them in half with his blood red lightsaber. He then threw their bodies into a stream of lava. It was awful. Then he put us in a new cell that was on the planet.

The planet looks like its all lava streams and volcanoes. The air is hot and tastes of ash. The sky is blood red, almost as red as the Sith's lightsaber.

The Sith said he would be back in the morning. I'm afraid of what that may mean. Will he torture us? Try to turn us to the darkside? The voice is gone from my head. I think that whatever is blocking the Force is blocking the voice. At least I hope so.

Day 2, week 2, 4th month, Year 47

This is Orain. It's kinda weird writing in someone else's journal. Obi-Wan is letting me use it. He says that putting words on paper will help me feel better. He trusts me to not to read his entries. Funny, but if I were him, I wouldn't trust anyone with my journal. Of course I don't have a journal of my own so. The Sith took Obi-Wan somewhere a couple of minutes ago. Or was it hours? I don't know. I hope he's alright. Hmm. At the beginning of this trip I wouldn't have cared. I mean, well, I just didn't like him. Okay so that's not a very good reason. Why didn't I like him? I guess because he acts so smart. Well he's smart, not a bad thing. I guess I just don't like being wrong. That's dumb huh?

I don't like this planet. Something about it gives me the creeps.