"Field notes, USS Raven, Stardate 32611.4. It's about time. The Federation Council on Exobiology has given us final approval. Starfleet's still concerned about security issues, but they've agreed not to stand in our way. We've said our good-byes, and we're ready to start chasing our theories about the Borg."
"Field notes, USS Raven, Stardate 32623.5. We've been tracking stray readings for nearly eight months now, but there's still no sign of a vessel. I'm beginning to wonder if the Borg are nothing more than rumor and sensor echoes."
"Field notes, USS Raven, Stardate 32629.4. After three months of tracking our Borg cube, the vessel entered a transwarp conduit. We followed in its wake. Our sensors tell us we've traveled all the way to the Delta Quadrant, the Borg's native territory."
"Field Notes, USS Raven, supplemental. It's been a busy week. The cube linked with another Borg vessel and received over 50,000 new drones. We now begin the dangerous task of identifying the newcomers."
"I didn't know how to answer her question. I returned to the bridge, where Erin updated me on our situation. The Borg cube was still pursuing, heading directly for us. We continued on course for the M-Classplanet, hoping to ditch the Raven and avoid a direct confrontation in space. All available power has been re-routed to the engines. Even now, as I record these words, the planet is less than twenty minutes away. The cube is closing in. We're going to engage in evasive maneuvers one last time, maybe we can buy a few minutes, long enough to reach the atmosphere and force the Collective to reconsider. We're only a small ship, three individuals. Surely it's inefficient for them to continue – if the cost of assimilation is an away mission and pursuit on foot across the surface of a planet."