Curiosity killed the cat.

After Roz was taken back to University Dynamics, a clean-up crew was sent out to collect the pieces of the scrapped ROZZUM units, ensuring no stray animal ingested anything dangerous. While they worked, Fink wandered onto their ship, intending only to take a quick look... but time slipped away from him, and before he realized it, the ship had taken off with him still inside.

When the doors finally slid open, Fink bolted out, his tiny heart hammering in his chest. The air was thick with unfamiliar scents—metal, oil, and strange chemicals—overwhelming his senses. Lights flickered from panels on the walls, casting a sterile glow over the place, making everything feel cold and alien. This wasn’t home. He had no idea where he was, but the urgency to escape swelled inside him.

His paws thudded softly on the floor as he raced down the corridor, dodging towering ROZZUM units and humans, their boots pounding the ground like distant thunder. The noise, the flashing lights, the sheer size of everything made him feel small, insignificant. Panic set in as he darted left, then right, losing track of where he was headed. His breath came in short bursts as the world became a blur of motion.

Then—bam. His head slammed into something solid. He stumbled backward, dazed, and looked up to see a worker towering over him.