Alien Egg Factory at night where I rested among the mix of whole and broken embryos. I drifted off to sleep once, and woke with a horrible dream...it felt like I was being smothered. I'm feeling a little funny now...but its time to try and get back. Cargo and ship destroyed. I should reach the frontier in about six weeks. With a little luck, the network will pick me up. This is Morey, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.