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[The camera cuts on and reveals Riddick's room. And Riddick. He's a few sunburnt shades darker than he was when he left; visibly older, too, wearing his bulk a little differently, faint creases around his mouth that didn't used to be there. And he's staring silent, dubious, at his communicator.]

So. You fuckers are still a thing.

Funny how it all starts to fade around year three.

[Filter--exactly the same as his last friends filter, after reviewing his logs and refreshing his old memories]

It was a little longer on my end.

It was kinda uneventful. I got betrayed by my army. Fucked up my leg. Fixed my leg. Got my head together. Had some peace and quiet.

It all went to shit in the last seventy-two hours but ain't that life?

[The calm's a front. He's been jarred hard by the sudden switch from one environment to another.]
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