1: Darkness is broken by streams of yellow sunlight pouring from between parted leaves.

Narration: My name is Julia King.

Cairo, Egypt…


2: Julia’s hand, clad in her space suit, parts the leaves to the side, letting in more sunlight. Blue, angular leaves are lit by the orange light.

3: Julia moves through dark underbrush, helmet on, looking curious.

Narration: If you’re hearing this, then maybe you found me here… wherever this is.

4: Julia steps out and shields her eyes from the bright sunlight, brightly colored plants and crystaline growths poke from the ruddy maroon bushes.

Narration: Or, maybe…

I made it home.