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Months of drifting along with the oxygen remains, Mike came upon the moon... the only familiar place left.
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| Ah... The moon... Well, I guess I could go find the moonlander site. | |
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Days and days go by, and Mike hadn't found the site yet. Luckily, though, the oxygen wrapped around the moons' gravitational pull.
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| God dammit! I knew it was a fuckin' lie! I'm gonna die... | |
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