Jyn, my Stardust. I can’t imagine what you must think of me. When I was taken I faced some bitter truths. I was told that soon enough Krennic would have you as well. As time went by I knew that you were either dead, or so well hidden that he would never find you. I knew if I refused to work, if I took my own life, it would only be a matter of time before Krennic realised he no longer needed me to complete the project. So, I did the one thing nobody expected: I lied. I learned to lie, I played the part of the beaten man who’d resigned to the sanctuary of his work. I made myself indispensable, and all the while I laid the groundwork for my revenge. We call it the Death Star. There is no better name. And the day is coming soon when it will be unleashed. I’ve placed a weakness deep within the system; a flaw so small and powerful they will never find it.