Personal log: Jandeep Singh, Medical Officer
GTD Phoenicia
July 1st, 2367

Our situation is... not optimal. I had my team prepare the medbays for eventual casualties when the Shivans would begin their attack on the blockade. The wait was tense; we had seen leaked video clips of the juggernaut -- the Sathanas, as it decimated the Vasudan corvette Tatenen in the nebula. When the battle finally began, we were only just receiving the first wave of casualties when Vice-Admiral Kellerman ordered the ship to crash-jump from the node. A lot of fall injuries started to come in after we had exited subspace. Death toll is currently at 831, with a further five thousand injured, the majority of them non-severe. We've been able to save many lives, even with my staff down to half able to work. We're doing our best.
 
I was able to sleep for just short of two hours. While I was nowhere near a window that could have given me a view of the battle, my mind created a scene. The scene of the Sathanas jumping in before our fleet. Red beams carving our ships. A dozen vessels and thousands dead, either to the beams or to the vacuum of space.

I woke up crying.