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VII. End of an Adventure

Summary: Eddy's given up after hearing news about the planet he used to call home. Thousands of miles away from Earth, all he has is Brett's voice to calm him down. [AU] (3701 words, 15-20 minute read)

Warnings: Implication of suicide/major character death.

Notes: Sorry for the weird formatting for some of the lines: Wattpad occasionally sucks >:c I'll try to get it fixed asap, but as of now, I have no idea if it will/can actually be fixed.

On a more serious note, in the comments is a link to the IASP, or the International Association for Suicide Prevention. Please feel free to check it out. Thank you so much!

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Update on Project Expansion
Sent at 15:02:54 on February 20th.

Due to recent events on our Earth, we understand that many Explorers may be struggling with the loss of a loved one. Please understand that everybody should still be able to maintain contact with the Main Station, which has counselors and therapists for you to speak to if necessary. We will continue to notify you if your emergency contacts and/or family have died, but you may opt out of these notifications by replying back to this message.

Finally, we remind you, especially if you are less than a hundred miles away from Earth, to not enter the atmosphere for it is extremely dangerous. To protect you, your navigation systems have been set so that you cannot return to Earth anymore. Do not try to operate the craft on your own to return to Earth.

Thank you. Have a wonderful day.

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Ten days since.
09:42:14 on February 21st.

Eddy leaned his head back against the pillow. The sound of the cellphone ring was blasting out of the speakers, once, twice, and now thrice. He wiped his sweaty hands on his bedsheets and listened as the line continued to ring. His eyes focused on the bright fluorescent lights above him, warm lights meant to mimic the sun in the morning.

He glanced over at his phone when it was the seventh ring and picked it up. Frowning, he hung up and redialed the number. A notification flashed across his screen from the Central News website, but he brushed it off. News of the situation on Earth had already reached him a few days ago; he didn't need to hear more news about war and death tolls.

They had nicknamed this one The Short War. He grimaced at the thoughts of his friends with their families safe at the Main Station, trying to predict when the war would end. Or, for short, when everyone on Earth would be dead and unable to continue the war.

The phone continued to ring until he heard a click. Eddy was holding his breath as he stared at the ceiling. He waited to hear something from the other end before allowing the warm feeling in his heart grow stronger.

"Eddy?"

He sounded exhausted. Eddy gulped, staring at the comfort of his room, and brushed away the thoughts of how everyone back at home was. Did they even have water? Food? Anything? And yet, he had all of it right here, within his reach.

Eddy managed a small smile, even if Brett couldn't see anything. "Hey, Brett. How's everything going?"

"It's going pretty well. We're still pretty safe here. How's space?"

"Still trying to look for some planet, but to no avail. You know, the usual."

"Ah. I mean, hopefully someday you'll find one. And then you can name it whatever you want to."