For today's fellow passenger, loneliness is relative.  She can see every person who's ever lived simply by looking out her window, 255 miles above the spinning blue marble that the rest of us call home.  If only the comms hadn't gone out...  and her only companion hadn't died.  Now all she has left is Fin.  And Fin never lies.

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