Day 1 (or is it 20?)

Operative Nyx' Journal

It's been a bit strange lately. I can't seem to recall the past couple of weeks, but Emp keeps telling me that I somehow got knocked unconscious and must be suffering from amnesia.  I started my duties like I believe I have been, by greeting the Admiral and trying to make small talk.  He seemed a bit stressed when he saw me, even paling (if that's possible) when I knocked on his door.  He's so aloof, it's strange.  I've never felt a desire to connect to someone and an ocean of emotional distance.  I do not know what to make of it.  I wonder if something happened during that few week period that caused him to be so emotionally distant and shut down. 

Later today I met in the garden with Lt. Walker and he had me touch his hand.  I saw images of his childhood, Tattooine, and his many accomplishments.  But for some reason I could not see anything past a few weeks ago.  It is strange how both my own memories and scanning his brought up nothing for the past few weeks.  Did I really get knocked unconscious?  I do not know.  What is worse is all of my journal entries and reports are missing from the past few weeks.  This doesn't make any sense.  It is as if all record of my life for the past few weeks are missing. 

But returning to the topic.  There is an air of sadness though around the Admiral.  He avoids my eyes and seems to radiate sadness when I am around.  I am conflicted.  What exactly happened?  Did I say something?  Well, I know I tend to have a mouth on me and I can't exactly hold back my feelings.  But did I do something?  I don't even know why I am so wrapped up in his feelings.  Why would I care what a karkin' Imperial thinks of me?  They are a dime a dozen, aren't they?  I am confused and it just makes it worse I am in this boring assignment to simply observe.  I am feeling so pent up, I just want to blow something up.  I already can't wait to gather the data I need and bail this ship.  It wreaks of Imperialism.