Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. "I guess we'll find out soon enough." you mutter to yourself while looking out of the "window" of your room aboard the Trinity cruiseliner. The stars floating past the digital screen seem to call out, screaming for a response. If only you could scream back your pent up frustration. The view outside the ship is dark, endless, and you can't help but feel tired of the hours we've been floating out here.