Chapter 67- Too Many Questions, Too Few Answers.

Jim went to sleep while Wilson took first watch. He was half filled with the hope that they were going in the right direction, although he could imagine Jim and him going in the same direction without an end to it. The feeling that came with one knowing one was lost was in many ways a terrible feeling. Thankfully, he now has a companion. He looked at the slightly snoring Jim. This was the first 'not so bad' person he had come across in a long while. Wilson sighed as he remembered all the people he had come across in the past unknown number of months and he wondered what had become of them. The scary Old cane lady, aka, Grand Elder and the other elders that wanted him dead because their brainwashing technique had gone wrong somewhere; Ruthless, who Wilson hoped was dead for the good of all of humanity but knew was most probably still alive. After all, even Wilson survived the 'interrupted space jump'; the bald old man, that betrayal bastard, that Wilson accidentally hit and also hoped