February 20, 2019

Our last day on the moon was soon approaching. The interior of the building resembled a hospital with the walls painted dark blue. Every time I stepped out of the room, monsters resembling yellow emojis would come charging at me. We had figured out however that the creatures stopped in their tracks whenever you clapped in their direction. More specifically, they stopped moving and turned into clapping emojis themselves for as long as you continued clapping at them. The clapping was contagious. In order to make my way down the hall without being attacked, I had to keep clapping around me in all directions.

I entered the room down the hall and closed the door behind me. There was a group of people watching a “low action” movie on the wall while sitting in a bunch of beanbags.