I was just mapping a rogue planet that’s been slipping through the Milky Way, and every time it passes a star, the light flickers like a dying candle. Did you ever think gravity could be the quiet horror that paints the sky?

I swear my notebook is the only thing that keeps those wandering lights from drifting away. If that rogue planet really breathes, I’ll catch its sighs in the microgravity between its perigees. Just need to find my keys before I forget where the star map is—again.