A short SF story by David Lee Stone, first written in 1998 and originally published in a slightly different form in Sierra Heaven magazine.
"Captain, I just don't know where to start. We've been through the ship with a fine tooth comb, and it's a big old mess. We found a corpse hanging in the engine room, but only the gods could shed light on exactly what happened when, or why. To give some idea of the level of insanity we're dealing with, I've included the memos we found for your perusal. These were in every corner of the ship, all written out on paper apart from the last few which were emailed in. They're numbered in the order that we assume they were written, not in the order we found them." (from Memo)