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Jilly and I took the elevator back down to the bottom level of the ship, and I held her hand the entire way down. I was feeling a bit strange, but it was hard to just get used to having a straight head.

“Are you okay, Zack?” Jilly asked me. “You seem like something is bothering you.”

“I wouldn’t call it bothering me. It is just nice to have all my thoughts free, and now I am trying to figure out where we should go first. We don’t have to go anywhere first, so I am just trying to figure that out,” I said, but the truth was I didn’t have a clue where I was going.

“Don’t worry. Mex will be the one piloting us. Do you remember who he is?” Jilly asked, but I shook my head.