I think this is where — *gasp!* My God. Greetings Aliens and Earthlings and welcome to Riddikore. Let’s continue our journey through The Solus Project with a new forward vector. And up the stairs we shall go. And our torch is still burning bright. Back outside. Back into the elements. Crossing of Roads I. Follow the path and find out where it goes. Great. What do we got here? Milestone one of two. See they want me to go down that way but the wind is calling me to go this way. Off the beaten path. There’s got to be something on this beach. What’s hidden in between all these rocks? Perhaps something up tops. I put my torch away and it’s still hot. It must be the sun beaming down on me. I’m sweating a little bit. What? That looks like a tent. But it’s just a rock. Or is it just a rock? Looks like more than just a rock. Perhaps — What? What? They sacrificed a little — humanoid … baby? We have a mechanism. But what does it do? A storm’s a brewing. Does that mean tornado? Hurricane? Typhoon? I’m far away from shelter, too. I don’t know where the closest shelter is. A stroll on the beach in a storm. It’s actually kind of peaceful and beautiful. Actually, you know what? I’m low on water so uh oh. Uh oh. That is the tornado theme music. Go ahead and drop that. Pick this one up. Um, we got to go. Hope it doesn’t come in front of us. Of course it is. Of course it is. We might be screwed here. We very well might be screwed. Oh no, I am getting stuck on everything. Going to run around. Run around the tornado. We are going to outrun a tornado live on The Solus Project! Maybe if I get in these pipes. Between these pillars. I’ll be safe. I know. Please don’t come over here. Yeah, keep going that way. Hurry up. Oh it’s way back there, it’s good. It’s good. Sayonara, sucka! Inspect the second escape pod crash site. Is somebody else here? To be fair I wasn’t done exploring over there when the tornado came up so I might have to go back. We got a little rock formation here. A gravestone. Here lies Sila the fisherman. Left this world aged forty. With the tornado gone I came back just to make sure I haven’t missed anything over here. I think this is where — *gasp!* My God. My — oh shit! Oh no, I am so dead. I am so effing dead. We got a meteor shower and I have no shelter. Pillar shelter — well I kind of do want to stay out here and record it. Oh no. No! I’m not getting hit, right? It’s just bright lights? It is beautiful. OH! Died by exploding.