Figuring I ought to get this job wrapped up already, I start reaching behind the instrument panel and fumbling for wire hookups that need to be removed. It's a tall task that comes down to feel, as the cluster only pulls out enough for my hands to squeeze in. "There isn't much exaggeration in that claim," I grunt as freeing one plug results in my hand hitting something back in the depths. "If it weren't for Midnight showing up and berating me in order to get my shit together and go with her plan, I probably wouldn't be here in a year's time. Like her, I wasn't in a good place – so it ended up being like two bitter individuals brightening up each other's lives."