August 19, 2034

We're in the landing craft now, breaking through the planet's atmosphere. The turbulence is relentless, shaking us to the core. My heart pounds as I grip the controls, trying to steady the craft. Every jolt feels like it could tear us apart. Stress is coursing through me. The sensors are going wild, data flooding in, but it’s hard to focus. The craft groans and creaks under the strain. It’s all I can do to keep my hands steady and my mind clear. Every instinct is screaming at me to hold it together. The clouds below are thick and unforgiving. What if something goes wrong? The weight of the mission presses down on me. I can’t let fear take over. I take a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. We’re almost there. Just a little longer. The unknown awaits, and I have to be ready.