"Big Macs dead." says a naked Kyle. his hud scrolled the news to him.

"Oh no! The shit has hit the fan." Star replies while dressing in her white tank top and fatigues.

"we gotta get down there and prevent them from tearing each other apart."

"What makes you think we can stop it. we could get killed just for seeing each other."

"Its a risk we might have to take." Kyle sits pensively smoking the last of a marijuana cigarette.