[the young man doesn't hear or seem to respond to Moon's presence, and if Moon tries to touch him - he'd go right through.

Soon as the canteen is opened, the smell of brandy fills the air and from the bushes - a woman stumbles out in tattered clothes and tangled violet hair. She grabs the canteen from the young man's hand, gulping it down as he tries to steady her.]

I didn't expect to find anyone alive - are you hurt... can you understand me?

[The scenery distorts, crackling - and the young man was alone again, tipping the now empty canteen with a confused expression, before heading off.]

Who'd thought a planet so green would be so dead...