ASK AIDA - EXPO

Whilst the strangers' hospitality has been lovely you think that this ‘future city’ nonsense sounds ridiculous. You part ways with them, thinking that you’re more likely to survive if you do things your way. As you think about the idiocy of the group of strangers you don’t notice a grolar right in front of you. With no food to distract it with, you now become the lunchbox snack.