You can't cry in space. But I was giving it a good go. After all, I'd just been thrown out of an airlock by a horde of Aliens and had about three minutes left to live. So you can't blame me for trying. But as it turned out, that was just the start of my adventures because very soon, it became clear that if I was ever going to get back home, not only would I have to Not Die, but me, my friends and our floating robot goldfish would have to save the world. No, scrap that. Three Worlds. All at the same time. Easy, right?