planet Eno.Loud electronic noises buzzed through Andrew's eardrums. He looked to his left; Ben was sitting there next to him, nervously fidgeting with his black cardigan. Andrew was wearing a strange array of scarves and necklaces their band manager had given them. "The plane is now landing." An automated voice said coolly. Ben took off his black rimmed glasses and rubbed them on his plain white t-shirt. "Why are you so nervous?" Andrew asked his best friend. Ben looked over at him, "It's a completely different world, how are you not nervous?" Andrew looked straight forward as the plane bobbed up and down, attempting to land. "I just don't see