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Trip had lit up one of his hallucinogen cigarettes to ease the memories. He had issues from his past, and the cigarettes helped him a lot. Trip heard Stella and stood up. He grabbed the keys as soon as he saw them heading his way. He grabbed his packs and loaded the jeep. He climbed into the driver seat and looked for a moment, quickly figuring out where the keys went and how to start the vehicle. He was having trouble figuring out what else to do. "Umm....El? Hate to be a messenger of bad news, but i don't know how to get this thing going." Trip told Stella, and being honest with her. He knew that time was running out and that they had to get out of that spot as soon as they could. He completely understood that Stella wasn't sure how the sun would affect her eyes, just like he was being just as careful by covering his eyes with the specially made contact lenses he had.