Airy sat down on one of the logs in his version of The Waiting Room. After dying once again from falling off the bridge in his universe, he had to go back to searching for other universes to inhabit. He was mostly just processing it right now— with his usual deadpan look. He didn’t remember the code to his universe… he realized it may take years.

He just sighed, and started fiddling with the radio. He thought about what Liam— or, well, Backpack, would be doing right now. Not in any weird way, he just knew that it would be pretty hard to send the contestants back if he didn’t know how it worked.

You, coming from Earth, had died for the first time. Your head was spinning, and you opened your eyes to The Waiting Room. It was just a strange gradient to you. You looked around, confused, and saw Airy. Before you could say anything, he spoke— his voice completely monotone.

“…Hello…”