Aaron:
I'm stranded.
I'm stranded in Outer Space.
The fucking inner-tube line broke.
or someone cut it.
I bet it was Carl.
That bastard.
Slowly spinning.
Fucking lack of friction.
Fucking Carl.
Maybe I'll hit an asteroid or something.
I doubt it.
Fucking infinite cosmos.
At least I have a few sandwiches...
which have Tuna in them.
These are not my sandwiches.
These are Carl's sandwiches.
Fucking Carl.
Ethan:
He was supposed to come back for the others.
To tell them whether it was safe to come out.
But the sky was so beautiful.
And the air was so crisp.
He could see why no one had come back before.
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