Hello, kids of Earth. Or rather, people of Earth. As you children are all that is left.

You all wish for this at some point, didn't you? To be in charge? No one to tell you to

do your homework or when to go to bed. Ah, but the reality is a bit scary, no? No one

to hug you and tuck you in after a hard day. No one to protect you from the monsters under

your bed. Or the bully down the street. Must have been a scary time, I imagine, when all

the adults disappeared. The world could have fallen apart. But you found a way to persevere.

Despite overwhelming odds, you've not only survived. But you have thrived. I knew you

could. That is why I populated my Mars colony with kids. See what great things you can do?

Ah, but I digress. With all the adults gone, you must be wondering how I, all of a

prudent, am speaking to you. Well, since I was in space when the adults disappeared, I was

spared. But don't be fooled. Earth is far from safe for someone like me. Why am I still broadcasting

and putting myself in risk, you ask? Well, that's quite simple. I'm hoping to reach Mars

but tell. Prewitt's looking for you? I guess so. Where do you think he's broadcasting

from toothpick? No clue. JP, wasn't he with you guys when you landed in the Pogs? Yeah,

but dude straight up disappeared. We turned around and Prewitt was just gone. His broadcast

started up again a little after that. This is seriously weird. First, I'm stuck in

some freaky computer program. And now I'm in a world where there are no parents. Unfortunately,

this one's real Mars. Well, at least I got you guys. The real JP in toothpick. They make

it feel more like home. It is home, Mars. Whoa, too thick. Shouldn't you slow down? Speed

limits are well. We're still working on it. You hungry, Mars? I can eat. Hit the sugar

shack drive-through pick. Didn't this used to be a coffee place? Yep, they've made the

menu a little more kid friendly. Welcome to Sugar shack. Can I take your order? Hey, I'll

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