Last time we saw Red’s friend, she was arguing with the Mimic about whether she should go look for Red. He wants to stop her, but she is thinking about going anyway… Our friend stared
out into a dark ocean, and wondered what she should do next. Every direction brought some new, horrifying danger. The world is a garbage pit, she thought. And it was true. Humans had polluted everything. She remembered herself as a baby. Why has life always been so hard? She couldn’t recall a time when she felt in control or at ease. We live in a trash ocean full of creeps, she decided. At least I’m not a prisoner of my predatory urges. And I can go anywhere I want. When the Mimic wasn’t looking, she took her m...