Track 3: Falling Star

In the end, the death of Charlie Pace, bassist for DriveShaft was just another cliché, another footnote in the long history of rock-and-rollers who died of drug overdoses. He was in Sydney alone, according to band mates, to persuade his brother to return to the band.

The cremation was cheap. The funeral was short.

Most media ignored his death. Some commenters on message boards to either reminisce about how they used to love "You All Everybody", but most just dismissed it as a stupid bubble gum pop song. There was no big memorial (none at all, in fact) and no album of demos put together to showcase his real talent (such a bright star fell so fast) – that had been hiding there all along, and now would never be known to the general public what had been lost.

Life went on for everyone. Everyone including one Claire Littleton of Sydney, Australia – twenty years old and eight months pregnant and now just crash-landed on a desert island in the South Pacific. She was traveling alone, with no boyfriend (he hadn't been around for months) and no close friends. She wished someone would protect her on this strange island with its eerie rumbling noises coming from somewhere in the jungle, someone to whom she could talk – about her anxieties on leaving, her pregnancy, this awful place she'd landed on. Instead, save for the daily checkups by the doctor, most people never came near her, she had to approach them. They acted as though they were scared of her, she thought. She wished someone would at least look her in the eye – nobody ever did.