Call me Wawa. I’m on a far away planet. It’s hot on this planet. In addition to the heat, there is a high moisture content in the air. It makes us uncomfortable and our skin sticks to one another when we lean against each other. We are fortunate not to have sweat glands or the situation might be worse, the alien that watches over us sweats profusely and reeks terribly. Aliens are constantly passing by, but rarely do they stop to look at us, and fewer still actually select one of us to join them. I long to be selected by one of these aliens, to travel this planet and explore its mysteries.

The time has come! A group of aliens have stopped and are looking at me! They speak with a different dialect then the one that watches over our pod, but they seem to have come to an understanding, and I am to go with them. The group of aliens has to split up to get into their travelling craft. I am going with the second craft as we follow behind the first. We do not travel in the crafts for very long, but when we disembark, I am in an area that I have never seen. The aliens apparently are going to travel by foot again.