Sequel to HSG. "I was berating myself already, but my curiosity was getting the better of me now that I was more awake- now that I had something small in my stomach. I inhaled. 'Wait.' I undid the latch. On top of the cookie cake was a short paragraph written in cherry frosting." A Hunger Games/Invader Zim-esque...thing.

"I never planned to be involved in the Irken-Resisty war. I never planned to meet Dib and the others, live on the Massive, or know alien leaders on a first-name basis; but we're stuck here, while planets die daily: ours may be next. Moral dilemmas can have the worst timing..." RedXOC. Finally done, for real this time!