It was no secret that I hated life on Earth. Were it not for my brother, I would never have stayed beyond the first day, but he took care of me, kept my spirits high enough to carry on. I'm sure all of our fellow Transylvanians knew about us, Frank certainly did, but it was never mentioned, almost as if our true role in the mission was common knowledge and nobody wanted to displease us. I had been with Columbia several times in a futile attempt to disguise the truth. Poor Columbia, wretched earthling, she thought I loved her, but she was little more than a plaything to me. My real interests lay elsewhere.