Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's okay, Mom.
Even if you wish you weren't.
Mom.
Yep. Just need to find the right tool.
- Are you sure? - We have no choice.
Come on.
Mom, Dad, come in. Do you read me? Over.
Okay.
- It worked! I'm coming to get you. - Are you okay?
Come back.
They're out of range.
- I've got the bag. - Come on. Come on.
This sand... is sharp as diamonds.
Will, stay outside.
I can still smell ozone.
Understood.
Maybe it's time for a flare.
Mm-hmm. Just like bumper cars.
Are you sure about this?
That's why you're gonna drive.
My necklace.
It's okay to lie down, you know.
My brother.
Thanks.
We're... We're, uh...
So, if the sun rises in the east and sets to the west...
But you're not like that anymore. You're not... You're not like that.
You helped it?
Oh, hell.
It's just me.
That's where we are.
Where everybody dies.