I said I was willing to die and that appears to be the natural course of action. On the way back from the terminal I was attacked by a pack of ravagers and negligently injured. Ah, I was so foolish to try and rush back! My injuries are far too severe to make it back to camp in good health.
When we were scouting locations for a camp, we were malnourished. In a state of clumsiness, Rusty slipped and fell a great distance off the edge of a cliff. He pleaded with me to carry him, but I knew this wasn't a reasonable request. It would have been foolish to let his body go to waste.
Now I have the same fate, although, it won't all be a waste. It seems I've found a clue to unlocking the terminals. An artifact. Trent and Imamu must continue where I have failed. Unlocking the key to existence.