Fiction:The Hanada

( Under construction. Please pardon the mess. )

"They attacked us like wild animals; hooting, shouting and destroying our men and machines. I think they came from the desert. They descended onto us with axes and knives and old rifles and didn't stop until we were all dead or dying. I'm leaving this datapad to preserve my last words and warning: LEAVE THIS WORLD. THE NATIVES ARE HOSTILE AND WILL KILL ON SIGHT!" - Recovered Miner's Log.