...and nothing the Think-Skulls did could be trusted since the Plavix-Mongers overthrew the Council of Elders, in their obsessive quest for more drugs...
...Earth had become such a creepy place over the last decade since the NFL-mutants and their descendants had started their revolt. It was a revolt into style, a style of machismo, anarchy, and ugly dominance of the A.I. domains.
But, there it was: The Moon was gone! Utterly and completely pulverized to dust! And no word from Earth-Con. Still, the ship was on course and there was nothing to do. Nothing to do but wait, ponder, and sleep deeply. Thus, Zoe began the protocol for hypernation. But first, a good old Plavix pill....