[Spoken word: LYFRASSIR]
So there you have it. The train has arrived and it's only a matter of time. The prisoners have disappeared, through twenty inches of solid steel and fifty heavily armed guards. They were right. I've chartered a small ship, and as soon as I've finished this bottle I'm setting off for the Hoddmimis mining colony far from the Yggdrasil system. I'm not stopping there. Just refuel and keep going. If anyone hears this report in time, I suggest you do the same.​

Inspector 2nd class, Lyfrassir Edda. Signing off. Good luck.​

[Instrumental]

[Snippets of panicked radio transmissions begin playing, as chaos ensues]
[RADIO TRANSMISSIONS, HEAVILY CROSSTALKED]
Mayday, this is the exploration vessel Nagthrod, require immediate assistance. Message Repeats. Mayday, this is the exploration vessel Nagthrod, require immediate assistance. [Message Repeats]

Come in, Vidblain, this is Glitnir station, we're picking up some strange energy readings? Do you copy? Reply!

Satellite here, we're experiencing heavy interference, can anyone here us?

Hello? Hello? We've lost contact with the search outpost of Arcomba. Hello!?!

Attention all military vessels! This is Hel! We have a class 9 alert! Any available units get down here now! It's all going to shit!

Can anyone hear us?!

Oh my god...

Is anyone seeing this?

Reports of widespread violence are coming in from all over-
LOOK AT THE SKIES!

What does it all mean?

[Heavier Crosstalk]