good to see i'm not alone!

Hamilton as Quotes Said by My Family
  • Alexander Hamilton: Time to roast myself see you all when I've left my shell of shame.
  • John Laurens: When I was younger there wasn't a term for liking boys so I named it after myself.
  • Lafayette: Let's all stop arguing over politics and talk about the important things - for instance my ass looks amazing.
  • Hercules Mulligan: *after being told to get out from under the table* I'M A SPY YOU CAN'T SEE ME SO LEAVE ME ALONE AND BAKE SOME PIE GRANDPA!
  • Aaron Burr: Is there a way to put yourself up for adoption?
  • Thomas Jefferson: I hate all of you I came for the food - and there's no good food bye.
  • James Madison: *after being told they weren't sick* I am sick, sick of your bullshit.
  • Eliza Schuyler: I act innocent but deep down I'm planning on the best way to dispose of your body.
  • Angelica Schuyler: Just because they're off limits doesn't mean I can't flirt. It's a game I like.
  • Peggy Schuyler: I'm silent and deadly - I know everything about you. I mean everything.
  • George Washington: Have kids mama said. They'll be worth your while she said. FUCK YOU MAMA!
  • King George: Yeah you're royal, a royal pain in my ass.

over the years, we’ve seen namjoon be put in the back of all dance formations as he hasn’t always been able to keep up or preform it as powerfully as the others, but in the recent comebacks especially not today we see him as part of the main front line, the main dancers and you can see him putting in his all. I’m so proud of how far he’s come, god knows the amount of hours he’s practice and stayed behind to practice on his own to be able to develop a skill he was less than good in. I’m so proud and so happy he’s the leader of bangtan because it truly shows how far he’ll go to improve not only for himself but for bangtan and armies

he’s truly a person everyone should look up to and admire in some way

I feel like we’re entering a whole new era, like seventeen is reinventing themselves. It’s seventeen project 2.0 and they’re making this “chapter 1” meaning there will be more chapters (?) and the group said it’s like they’re debuting again so maybe they are going for a whole new concept
Like all the title songs up until now have been phases of a boy in love and I feel like theyre going past that now, I’m so excited for this comeback because this is probably the most growth we’ve seen from the boys since 17 project and you can really see how dedicated and passionate they are about showing us an even better seventeen


  • Client: We are calling to cancel our 2pm appointment. Sniffles is better.
  • Receptionist: Oh, good to hear! Are you sure you don't a doctor to take a look just in case? We close at 4 today.
  • Client: No. He's better.
  • 5 PM
  • Client: HELLO?! We are on our way now. Sniffles has been vomiting all day.
  • Me: I'm so sorry to hear that. Unfortunately we closed at 4 today, I'm alone finishing up paperwork, we aren't seeing appointments. Let me get you the info for the emergency clinic-
  • Client: We have been coming to you for years! I am coming down now.
  • Me: Ma'am. I understand you are worried but there is no staff here. You had an appointment and cancelled and now you need to go to the emergency hospital.
  • Client: I'm in the parking lot. You have to see me!
  • 7 PM
  • Me: ok. The radiographs are done. Everything looks normal.
  • Client: Why did that take so long?!
  • Me: I'm sorry you had to wait, I told you I am here alone so it takes a bit longer.
  • Client: So. Your saying I came for nothing?
  • Me: No ma'am. I'm saying based on my exam, the blood work, and the x-rays Sniffles appears fine. I can give him an anti-emetic and some fluids and-
  • Client: Unreal. Unreal! We came all this way and you can't find anything. He's sick! We're done. Let's go Sniffles.
  • Me: The good news there appears not to be a problem. I'll walk you up to the front and you can pay.
  • Client: 600 dollars?!
  • Me: That is exactly what was on the estimate. I had to charge you an after hours emergency fee plus x-rays and lab work. You signed for it all, see?
  • Client: I didn't know what I was signing! You took advantage of my grief! I refuse to pay. You knew how upset I was. I would have signed anything! You can bill my lawyer!

Happy Birthday to my brightest Sun!!!!  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧  I hope he keeps on making me happy for the next year as well~


  • dean is the grumpiest bf ever omg 
  • cas so sessy ooohhhhh 
  • i like to imagine the lady vessel for cas actually has a super high pitched voice and cas just isn’t good with human vocal control
  • sam and dean: *spend a good 20 minutes not basically almost dying but get right back to it* 
  • i’m so happy that i watch spn alone because the amount of times i’ve squeaked “OHHH, CAS” is embarrassing 

what i learned: i’m a filthy shipper but i’m not sure what else i was supposed to gain from the episode???

echobows  asked:

I retract my previous wail--a fic about Lukas and his "cold lieutenant exterior" but he's extremely warm and passionate when he's alone with Ava

(Want to change the name? Use this!)

You were usually the first one in the tent. It made sense, seeing as Lukas had a plethora of duties that dwarfed yours. You didn’t think too much on it, happy to wait on his return.

Mainly because when he finally showed up, he was happy to accept you into his arms as you flung your around his neck.

“Welcome back,” You greeted him happily, leaning up to kiss his cheek. Lukas hummed, a soft chuckle on his lips as he drew back to look at you. “Did you get everything taken care of?”

“Yes. I’m pleased to report Forsyth actually convinced Python to help with the evening’s chores. Things got done quickly, which I’m sure you’re glad to hear.” He responded in that forever tender voice, which made your smile widen.

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anonymous asked:

I love...... seeing nb characters......... in media, thank you..... also seeing an nb main character who uses gendered pronouns is really good, I've been shut down multiple times for calling myself a king or queen bc "I thought you weren't male/female" and. I'm not but I've faced so much pressure to use they/them and that makes it rough sometimes, that I gotta watch how I talk about myself constantly, and so I rly appreciate it, thank you

Hi anon, sorry you had to experience those sorts of things. Don’t let it get to you. Nobody else has the right to determine what pronouns you’re allowed to use other than you alone. 

hunk and lance friendship hcs
  • Hunk and Lance knew each other before the Garrison and have been bffs since childhood
  • Hunk and Lance didn’t meet in the same preschool nor did they ever go to the same school (until the garrison) but met each other in a nearby playground where they continued to meet up for the next 8-11 years of their life, they usually let off steam about the shit that goes down in their schools.
  • “Like, if you’re going to steal something from the mall -” “Don’t wear your uniform?” “EXACTLY. God, that guy was so stupid.” “Agreed.”
  • “Then… then he KICKED the guy’s nose!!! He was bleeding, Lance! He needed to be taken to the hospital!!” “Oh my God, and then what?” “A girl was crying the whole entire time and -” the stories they share go on and on.
  • Lance’s mom and Hunk’s mom are interested in the same things so their sons r bffs and so r they and their moms drag them off sometimes to do grocery shopping but Hunk and Lance are aways ‘can’t we just stay at hoooommmmeeee?’ ‘no you’re going to help me and hunk’s mom buy groceries for our party’ ‘what party????’ ‘a joint family party!!!!’ ‘??????? !!!! A JOINT FAMILY PARTY ????’
  • Hunk’s family and Lance’s family are really close buds now
  • It’s almost surreal how much the two families are alike to interests???
  • Hunk and Lance meet up after graduating middle school and decide to finally enrol in the same school. Both of them couldn’t have been anymore excited and happy.
  • Hunk is Lance’s only tether to Earth because Hunk is childhood and playground days, fighting off bullies and staying up at night under covers and pillow forts, charting stars while laying on muddy grass after rain, stealing cookies when their mothers aren’t looking, and making stupid jokes together as the sun went down – all of their world, quiet and soft and sound.
  • Lance loves Hunk and Hunk loves Lance. They’re best friends, because water breathes life on Earth and what is water without it’s Earth?
  • *221B*
  • Sherlock: *sitting in his chair; drumming his fingers*
  • John: *enters* Hey.
  • Sherlock: *distracted* Mmm *looks at him; stands up* you're home early!
  • John: *rummaging in the freezer* Yeah, date didn't like the fact I have a daughter *shoves a bag of peas between his legs; winces* it got messy. How is she?
  • Sherlock: Sleeping.
  • John: *hobbles to his chair; sits down carefully* I'll see her in a bit-
  • Sherlock: *quickly* No time like the present; you must be tired.
  • John: *frowns*
  • Molly: *knocks, entering* Helloooo?
  • Sherlock: *hurries over; smiling enthusiastically* Look, John's here! Isn't that great?
  • Molly: *confused* I thought- *realises* oh, err, yeah. Great. How are you, John?
  • John: *shrugs* Been better *gestures* Aren't you going to take your coat off?
  • Molly: *holding her coat at the collar* No.
  • Sherlock: *puzzled* No?
  • Molly: *through gritted teeth* No!
  • Sherlock: *wide-eyed; turns to John* No. No, she's- it's cold in here.
  • Molly: *pink* Yes.
  • John: ...
  • John: *looking between them* O-kay...I suppose you two want to experiment?
  • Sherlock: *sighs* That was the plan-
  • Molly: *elbows him* It's fine.
  • John: *chuckles* Well, maybe I can help.
  • Sherlock: *stern* Over my dead-
  • Molly: *hastily* What he means is-
  • Rosamund: *crying*
  • Sherlock & Molly: *sigh in relief*
  • John: *shakes his head* No rest, is there? *stands* Daddy's here, sweetheart *leaves*
  • Sherlock & Molly: ...
  • Sherlock: *rubs his hands together* So. Your place?
  • Molly: *shrugs* Sure.
  • Sherlock & Molly: *leave, hand in hand*
  • -a few minutes later-
  • John: *chuckling* She dropped her- *looks around; sees he's alone* bunny *shrugs; sits at his laptop* at least they're not doing it here.
Hanzo Shimada Headcanons


  • noticeable traits to describe him would be his haughty nature and arrogance. he carries himself in such a way that would be difficult to approach him, a trait he himself doesn’t mind.
  • while he is proud, he is very calm and mature over most subjects. not too much affects him or result in an immediate reaction from him.
  • Hanzo is a very serious individual, so certain personalities don’t sit well with him. he’d quickly dismiss any and all childish behaviours.
  • this does not mean he is without a sense of humour, however. it does exist, albeit a dry one.
  • his words are as sharp as knives, so one cannot have thin-skin around him. he will not refrain from speaking his mind, should the situation call for it.
  • those that are beneath him, most specifically in terms of fighting ability or common knowledge, he will scoff and insult them with either a backhanded compliment or less than favourable term. “pest,” “unworthy,” “weakling”, and everything between will refer to them.
  • with his harsh tone comes his condescending attitude, so be prepared.
  • certain practices he began at a young age, such as meditation and archery, he takes very seriously. if one were to interrupt him during he’d become agitated and grow tired of their presence.
  • his anger is never violent, and he is not belligerent. Hanzo has learned to keep his fury reserved. he would never attack a person unless he felt his life was threatened.
  • though, he would become frustrated and remove himself from the situation.
  • it’s best to let him cool off while he’s angry. he’s stubborn in that way, and has to calm himself down.
  • he keeps many things internally, and suffers in silence.
  • a former assassin, Hanzo is incredibly prideful in his abilities. he is a master of stealth; archery and combat only add to his deadliness. very few match his degree of experience, and he has yet to meet a challenge.
  • again, while he is confident in his abilities, that does not mean he has highest self-esteem of himself.
  • Hanzo grew in a very privileged lifestyle at a young age, and thus was molded into the model assassin. due to his wealthy lifestyle, certain upper class mindsets and mannerisms remain with him. deadlier tactics still run through his mind when facing an opponent, but he does his best to keep these tactics repressed.
  • after betraying his upbringing, he became a sworn enemy of the Shimada Clan. assassins are constantly sent after him, and he is naturally defensive of those who approach him. silently he feels many people have ulterior motives for him, and will not be fooled.
  • certain modern “lingo” or idioms in different languages, specifically English, he may not understand. this does not mean he is completely clueless, however. he will simply scoff and think of the terminology as foolish.


  • being an emotionally reserved person, Hanzo wouldn’t be one for immediately jumping into relationships.
  • coming onto him much too strong would warrant immediate distance, but more than likely he’d just be turned off altogether. one cannot rush things with this man.
  • it would take a fairly long time in order for him to feel similarly, if he even does.
  • breaking down his walls would be a challenge, and challenge is an understatement. considering his past, he never would want to hurt a person he cares about ever again, or let people too close to him. romance is not an immediate concern of his.
  • with assassins harassing him more often than naught, he would not want to potentially have a person of interest in danger. especially if he can help it.
  • silently, he feels that he doesn’t deserve love of any nature. he has deep-rooted self-hatred, and would need proper, healthy support.
  • Hanzo would never abruptly confess his love for someone. he is an extremely quiet and lonesome man; it would be difficult for him to be blunt or to even talk about it. he’s very traditional in his methods, not to mention he has a degree of social awkwardness, so patience is a virtue.
  • once his walls are broken, however, one can notice he is more attentive, albeit subtly. 
  • of a particular upbringing, there are certain behaviours he would uphold. he’s a gentleman, despite his rough edges.
  • he will indirectly “compliment” them, but they are essentially backhanded compliments.“your footing is not bad,” or “you don’t look terrible today,” and lines similar will come off as rude, but he does not mean it in an entirely negative sense.
  • he becomes flustered easily, so one should not expect him to be this suave, casanova-type of man. he has his own way of expressing his affection.
  • he’s not one for PDA publicly, especially excessive amounts. even further down the relationship, he would see it as immature or unsightly. though, if his lover truly wanted to, he’d indulge them occasionally. perhaps even become a bit more open-minded.
  • at first he’ll be withdrawn about holding hands and even hugging, but just as before, time will ease him into it.
  • “my blossom”, and “my dear” are only some of the terms he’d refer to his lover. additional words of endearment will also be used.
  • one might not believe it so, but Hanzo is very protective of those close to him. he keeps his composure for the most part, but if someone or something was troubling his lover, he would take immediate action.
  • there will be moments where Hanzo will be unable to support his lover emotionally. he himself struggled with – and continues to – emotional conflicts and inner turmoil. many years he repressed many of his troubles and never had the opportunity to express them in a healthy way. because of this there are times he will isolate himself and refuse to speak.
  • again, with enough time, the archer will be slightly more vocal about certain things.
  • physical contact with him is truly something special and always with meaning. he’s hesitant to engage with physical affection, and would need assurance that certain actions are acceptable. the more comfortable him and his lover are, the more exploratory he’d be. he would never invade his lover’s comfort zone.
  • if one feels hot and bothered, they’ll need to learn how to control themselves. Hanzo does not have an appetite that some may have, and will let that be known. he sees it as a chore, if anything.
  • he is not so cold that he is unforgiving, because he enjoys intimate moments with his significant other.
    • expect him to have a slightly teasing nature. especially if he knows that they’re in a mood. which he will.
  • once he is in that mood, he will show them that they’re his and his alone.
So Minecraft..

How many of you lovely sugar cookies play it?

Edit: I guess some of you should be made aware that I was talking to my followers only and was seeing if anyone wanted to join me on the PC version. I’m well aware of how many people play it, it was just a way to hang with my followers. XD

kirasdream13  asked:

Ok so that gif post that you just posted, the upper right hand one where Emily takes Corvo's hand, I JUST noticed that she smiles slightly when she takes his hand, then lifts her chin a bit and walks with perfect posture befitting a queen. After being near alone for 6 months with her mom killed and not knowing about Corvo, she exudes confidence and strength upon holding her dad's hand. I'm going to cry in a corner now.

I’m actually glad you’re bringing this up, because I watched through this scene many times, thought about their body language in all the ways they express their affection on such moments, so. I completely agree.

I mean, there’s a good reason why the Heart says Emily sees and knows far more than she lets on, and the game is basically full of implications of the same notion. That Emily is a child, but actually a highly inquisitive, attentive and clever one, and she understands what’s happening around her way more than the adults give her credit for. She has the demeanour of a playful child, but she also possesses the skill of maintaining a certain facade by this point, and she knows it will be easier for everyone, herself included, if she doesn’t draw too much attention to her own grief. She doesn’t seem to talk about it much and tries her best to carry herself with dignity and appear as lighthearted as she can, even though it takes its toll and Callista hears her cry at night.

In other words, this child learned how to wear a mask too early for her years.

So, what I love about this scene is how it clearly serves as a…transition, of sorts. In the place where she was held as a hostage, she was almost reduced to a nobody, and after that heartbreakingly affectionate reuinion she had with Corvo, I have no doubt it was the same on their way back, on the boat, where she could be chatty, or simply sit at Corvo’s side hugging his arm and trying to anchor herself in this new reality where she’s finally free and he’s alive, and Samuel and boatman allows himself the little slip where he sees her as simply a scared little girl and not a future empress, and she just laughs in response and doesn’t mind.

As you arrive, however, you can spot Wallace from the distance, the way he runs back into the pub and calls for everyone to come over to the shore and greet you, and as Emily steps out of the boat, after the private and quiet familiarity of Corvo’s presence, she’s faced with being a princess again - people are bowing and addressing her formally. She has no luxury of being a scared little girl any longer, she has expectations to fulfill and she falls back into the role surprisingly quickly, because she knows she should. 

And that little gesture Corvo offers her before she does it, before she steps into that role, seems to be what gave her the courage to do so, to step over the threshold and be what people expect of her, and it’s a little silly in its overly courteous manner, but it’s a gesture of comfort, of reassurance and encouragement. So that she knows, without a single word being said, that even though she has a certain role to fulfill in front of all these people she only just met, he’s there and he won’t leave her again. It’s like all the times their games were over and he would hand her back, with the same gesture, to her teachers and nannies and governesses, in a world slightly different from the one they live in when they spend their family time together. And with this sense of familitarity, it’s all a little bit less scary.

So, @kaorusan241 made this amazing klance edit(which i’m honestly still crying about it’s so good) and I loved it so much that I wanted to write a fanfic for it. Thank you for letting me write it and I hope you’ll like it!

(also on AO3)

The suit has the ability to create a virtual mindscape reflecting it’s wearers greatest hopes and fears.

Keith’s vision is blurry when he opens his eyes. He doesn’t know how long it’s been since he lost consciousness, but it mustn’t have been that long since he is still alone in this new room. There are no traces of other opponents.

Groaning, he tries to get up to his feet but it’s hard, every bruise and cut screaming at every breath he takes. Especially the one on his shoulder. He presses a hand over it, like it could stop the pain but it only makes him whimper. God, he can’t wait to get some answers and just be done with this. And maybe sleep for like ten hours straight.


His head shoots up so fast that his vision is blurry again for a few seconds but he ignores it in favor of turning to look at Lance. He is wearing his armor, making Keith think that he must have been out for longer than he initially thought if the others were here too.

Lance frowns at Keith, looking at him from head to toe and for some reason it makes Keith feel uncomfortable in his suit, then he turns to look around the room. “Where am I?” he asks, his frown deepening. “What is this place?”

Keith is still surprised to see Lance here, so it takes him some time to understand what he was asked. Lance turns to look at him, crossing his arms over his chest still frowning and waiting for an answer. Keith swallows ready to answer but he doesn’t get the chance.

Suddenly, Lance’s arms fall at his side and he makes his way to Keith’s side. Keith takes one back when the other boy is near, surprised by the quick change in Lance’s attitude, but it doesn’t change much the distance between them. They are still too close.

Lance doesn’t look at him, instead his wide eyes are searching all of Keith’s face and then they fall on his shoulder. It reminds Keith that he was actually hurt, but he tries to ignore it.

“Are you hurt?” The words are almost whispered, but what surprises Keith the most is the worry laced through them. Lance raises a hand but doesn’t touch him, just lets it hover over Keith’s like he isn’t sure if he can touch him.

Keith takes another step back, pressing harder against the wound like he could shield it. He hides the wince when Lance’s eyes are on him. “What are you doing here?”

He doesn’t mean for his words to sound so mean, but Keith is exhausted and he still has to find the answers to the questions that has been haunting him for weeks now. He doesn’t have time to deal with Lance.

Lance’s worried expression is replaced by a scowl and he scoffs when he looks away from Keith, putting his hands on his waist. “Wow, this is how you acted at the Garrison when everyone was worried about you back then, too? No wonder you were always alone.”

Keith bite his tongue and tries to ignore Lance. He doesn’t have time for this.

“Go back to the others, Lance!” he glowers and turns his back to the blue paladin, making his way to the center of the room. He waits for the soldiers to appear again and wonders how many he’ll have to fight this time.

“I’m no leaving without you,” Lance tells him stubbornly. Keith hears him walking towards him and suddenly there is a hand on his shoulder –his good shoulder- that spins him around, forcing him to face Lance. The worry is back in his eyes. “C’mon, buddy! Let’s go back to the castle. Everyone is worried about you…” He closes his mouth and opens it again, looking unsure about his next words. “I am worried about you.”

Keith feels like somebody punched him again because he is suddenly breathless. The beating of his heart picks up speed until he hears them hammering in his ears. He really hopes that he isn’t blushing.

“Lance,” he begins but the other boy seems like he doesn’t want to let Keith utter a single word.

“No, listen to me, Keith. You don’t have to go alone through this, okay? You have us and we’re here for you.” His hand squeezes slowly Keith’s shoulder but he doesn’t let go. He looks resolute, like he’ll fight Keith if he doesn’t agree with him. “I know you won’t believe me when I say this but we care about you. You wouldn’t stand by and just watch if any one of us would do the same thing as you, so why should we?”

“This is different,” Keith defends himself but it only makes Lance glare at him.

“How so? Because you are a better fighter or pilot or paladin? Or because Shiro wants his boyfriend to lead Voltron?” the last part is mumbled but they are too close for Keith to not understand what Lance said.

Keith is so shocked by Lance’s words that all he can do is watch him. “What?!” he shrieks, not knowing if he wants to laugh or punch Lance for thinking about that. “I am not Shiro’s boyfriend. Oh my god, Lance!”

Lance narrows his eyes at him and finally lets go of Keith’s shoulder to cross his arms over his chest, shifting his weight on a leg.

“Don’t lie to me! Do you think I’m blind or stupid?”

Keith grits his teeth and glares at Lance because yes, you are both, you big moron.

“I can see the way you look at him and the secret smiles you guys share and-…”

“I can’t believe I have to listen to this,” Keith sighs.

“…-just how in love you are with him?”

“He’s like a brother to me!” Keith snaps finally, glaring at Lance because he can’t take this anymore. This is absolutely ridiculous. “I love you, you idiot!” Keith closes his mouth with so hard that his teeth hurt and this time he is sure he is blushing. He feels his face and ears burning and he wants somebody to knock him unconscious again.

“Wait, what?” Lance squeals wide eyed.

Keith looks at him equally shocked, he didn’t mean to let it slip out like this. Or ever. He has been fine until now with not telling Lance how he feels.

Lance’s cheeks become redder as the seconds pass by and the blush spreads down on his neck. He opens his mouth a few times, but nothing comes out. For the first time Keith succeeds in making Lance speechless, but it doesn’t feel as satisfying as he thought it was going to be.

“Ah! Um.. we-uh…” Lance stammers, trying to get out an answer. Keith wonders where the hell are the Marmora soldiers when you need them? He’d give anything to have something to fight right now and ignore the situation he got himself in.

And then his wish becomes reality. But instead of Marmora soldiers appearing, Galra soldiers are behind Lance.

Where did they even come from? Isn’t this supposed to be a super secret base of the rebellion?

“Get the Blue Paladin!” one of them shouts and it makes Lance turn to look at them. Two soldiers jump on Lance, locking his hands behind him.

The boy struggles and tries to break free, but he is only one and there is only so much fighting he can do with two big soldiers on him. Keith jumps in front of them, his knife held out in front of him, ready to fight all of them himself if he had to.

The panic of seeing Lance being taken away by Galra makes him forget how weak he actually is because of all the fighting he has done until now. It makes him forget every bruise and cut and aching muscle. And maybe that’s why when a Galra appears in front of him out of nowhere and kicks him in the ribs, he is surprised by how much it hurts. It steals his breath as his vision goes white and for a few seconds he can’t hear anything but the blood rushing through him.

“Let me go, you jerk! Keith? Keith, are you okay?”

Lance’s voice brings his mind back. He quickly looks for his knife that he lost when the Galra kicked him. He finds it pretty close, a few steps from where is. He can still hear Lance struggling somewhere behind him so he ignores the aches in his body as he runs to his knife and then turn to help Lance.

One of the Galras put a hand on Lance’s mouth but it doesn’t stop the boy from talking, even if all the words he says come out muffled. Keith meets his eyes and Lance looks relieved for a few moments to see Keith running. But Keith can’t feel the same thing when he sees a light appearing behind Lance, towards which the Galra are running.

“I swear to God, if this is another ‘You are not meant to go through that door’ bullshit-” he mumbles, picking up speed but not enough. Lance is already being swallowed by the light and Keith doesn’t hesitate to jump after him.

When he opens his eyes after the light disappears he finds himself alone back on Earth.