...damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it DAMN IT.

[She sighs, and her voice when next she speaks sounds tired.]

Hey, anyone, what are your comrades back home like? Do you still think about them all the time?

Starrk?! STARRK! Where are you? Are you here? [Nothing happens, except for some birds flying away that were startled by her yell.]

...No response. Great, just perfect. If he won't answer, then I need to find him. He has to be here. I'm here. How could we have gotten - no. We weren't. He's here. And if he's not, then there has to be someone else.

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