In the Title Box, Rayne is sitting on the can, looking through a viewfinder looking bored. Next panel, Rayne sees Dad there. Rayne: Can I bring the TV in here? Dad: No. NEXT ROW Nighttime, Rayne is staring out his window into he dark night sky, with Baby on his lap. Rayne: We keep sending things into space. Rayne: Not just items, but music, photos and literature. Rayne: No one’s ever answered. Rayne: So I have to ask. Rayne: Is anyone out there? Rayne: Or is someone looking at the best we have to offer and choosing to ignore us. Rayne: Is earth the kid in class that eats his own boogers?