[00:00.00] Now the inaugural exchange is done, we cannot see past the solar shroud.[00:38.19]Escape.[00:55.53]Calculating all viable routes.[00:59.40]This terrestrial rock will be consumed.[01:04.74]Deafening static is haunting me, the blackness is beckoning.[01:15.06]Countless samples of our world will be jettisoned into every direction that we have known of.[01:47.94]Our satellites have painted the sky with their ionic glass brushes.[01:56.10]The cryotubes will store our youth.[02:05.61]Desperation has set in and all we can do is run.[02:21.99]Feeling so alone, we set out to find other life.[02:41.82]The transport will be outfitted for a journey spanning future generations.