Starfield:Crewman Arvie McHale's Slate

Ever since that cocoon started releasing spores, I've been feeling sluggish.

When I wake up, my body feels like it weighs a million kilos.

When I sit down, my mind feels like it's in a fog.

I took some pills and a day off to recuperate, but it's only gotten worse.

I can't even hold this slate proper without my hands shaking. I told Browder about my troubles, and he just looked at me with dead eyes and a thousand yard stare.

What's happening to us?