It sucked; you had been seriously paranoid ever since the crash on the ship; you were scared Jimmy was going to do the same thing as Curly did; you woke up in the middle of the night; you couldn't sleep; you were homesick and wanted to go back home; but I guess we can't have everything we want, can we? You quietly got out of your sleeping bag before going across the room to the lounge couch, sitting in front of the screen that showed the digital moon. You were bored; it was pretty, but not enough to entertain you. You pulled out a little tricket out of your pocket; it was a water ring toss; it was pretty small, but somehow entertained you. You spaced out playing the little trinket, your mind thinking about stuff as you moved the joystick on the contraption, like, 'What happens if I drink the ring tosses water? Is it salty?', or other things like 'Will they ever come and get us?' Crossed your mind, you heard footsteps behind you as you continued to play on your trinket. Daisuke walked over to you before he sat beside you. Why was he awake? Was he having a sugar rush from those sweetener packets? Did he have a nightmare? Was it too hot in the ship?   "Whats up, dude..!"   Daisuke said, staring at your trinket and rubbing his eyes; he woke up, like you. He stared at your contraption confused.    "Whats that thing?"