We met Spay Sex himself and he walked us downtown, where the main headquarters was. On its left was a mall, and on its right was a parking lot. Me and the group I was gonna be stuck with agreed that if the mission was successful, we'd all go to the mall and eat at the scammy-looking ice cream place. Then, Spay started speaking: "We will now begin the departure. Zedarnda, please step forward. I am trusting you to hold the toaster pastry during the launch." Alright, now I know her name. Guess I don't have to call her "hot girl" anymore when I'm talking to her. Zedarnda's kind of a weird name though. But then again, my friend's name starts with a 'Z.' I always catch all the Z's.

My friend was called over next, making me the last one to hop aboard. Was I nervous? Damn right I was. Even when my buddies were right there beside me. Well I've barely talked to Zedarnda, but you know. Thankfully the ship wasn't too cramped. Kind of like my bedroom, plus the three bags in front of my bed that I have packed at all times. There was a lot of food on the ship too. In fact, that's what half the ship was, just... food. And I must've eaten about half of that in a day. No one else was that hungry though. We all sat at a table by the window and just talked for a little bit. Made myself some coffee, then some for Zedarnda just to be nice... The other Z didn't want any.

We all called it a night at around the same time. Well actually, I was on my phone for another hour or so. But then I went straight to bed. The next morning according to wherever we were, we all woke up. I mean Z and Zedarnda woke up at the same time, I had been up long before then. The strange part is that we woke up on a potentially undiscovered planet, but our ship was gone. And I know we hit the sack on the ship, not some planet that felt like one. Felt like a sack, I mean. Needless to say, something was up. Me and the gang used our phones to try and contact Mr. Sex, but none of us could reach him. We weren't even sent to voice-mail, it was just pure nothingness. Even from the headquarters, no response. Then, Zedarnda received a text. It read:

Okay... WHAT THE HELL. "SO THIS WHOLE THING WAS A SCAM?!" I exclaimed, rightfully frustrated. I still had that letter in my pocket, so I pulled it out to have another look at it. Zedarnda and Z peered over my shoulders. I know we were all thinking the same thing: should've read it twice... That was a really advanced-looking ship though!  But they probably stole it or something. Yeah, that's probably it. 

Guess we just have to start our lives completely over in space. Really deep space at that. Zedarnda went wandering into a nearby forest. It looked really cool, you should've seen it. I should know, I followed her. Z was kind of just chillin' out in the open. Just then, some guy approached him and said "I'm here for your pastry." Don't know how that thing ended up in his hands, but Z refused to give it up. So by force, the mysterious man snatched it from him and booked it. Not that it matters at this point. As previously established, we have no reason to be here anymore.