Mark was completely losing his mind. First, he raged on Angstrom and now…he was trapped in this-this…endless wasteland.

He was sure he was going crazy, talking to himself as there wasn’t a thing in sight and given Angstrom was no longer breathing…he was trapped here.

But something in him just refused to accept this. He kept flying, trying to stop and see if there was anything here and he never felt so lucky yet scared as he noticed someone…someone was in some crater…?