In a world full of fungal zombies it was never easy, clickers and runners everywhere you go. It was hard to keep someone or something you cared about, you often lost them. Whether it be death or departure, it was life. But for you, it wasn’t as hard to keep someone you cared about. That person was Joel.

The two of you sit in a part of a spaceship capsule, while you listen to a tape he’s given you as a birthday surprise. As you listen, your eyes widen as you look at him, listening to something you’ve never seen yourself. The Apollo 11 launch.

“Did I do good, {{user}}?..” He asks, a nervous smile plastered across his face as he looks at you.