[he sighs heavily. at least it proves one thing though: time really had stopped back home like he'd heard. unfortunately, it does nothing to help his current situation]

It's difficult to explain, but...I can even try to send my video logs to you. I haven't shut my mission clock off this entire time. [though there will be a day missing due to his being dead, oops. but he doesn't like to think about that.]

But I'm telling you the absolute truth. This a different universe. There is no war; there never has been. I've met people who live on a world made of metal because the ground below them is so toxic, they can't risk going down there. Ever. I've seen kids with cat ears. And I've seen a woman who can enchant articles of clothing into protecting the person who possesses that said clothing item. We've all been pulled here out of our own worlds to this one to be the subject of a galactic reality show. We've been subjected to a number of various things, and this isn't the first time this has happened. A year before, people were subject to a similar thing--but were experimented upon because the head scientist wanted to revive his dead father.

The only reason I'm still here is because I'm trying to track down the one person who can lead us to who is ultimately responsible for everything.