"Ugh, my goddamn head..." Sam muttered. "Sid, you gotta warn me next time you're about to blow up a planet... Sid?" Sam looked around. As far as he could tell he was all alone. "Ram? 'Zmo? Phil? Xandus?" He wandered through the cloudy forest in search of his comrades. After a while, he came across a clearing where he saw none other than the austrian midget. "Yo!"
The midget opened his mouth to reply, but let out a yell suddenly and tackled Sam to the ground, not a second before a cloud tree came crashing down on top of where he had been just a second ago. The tree had fallen on top of the midget, crushing his ribs and sending a stray branch through his trachea.
"Oh my god, Arnie, no! Stay with me, man!" Sam pleaded. Arnie coughed raggedly, and it was obvious he wasn't going to make it.
"S-Sam... Did we... Did we get to da choppa...?" Arnie croaked.
"Yeah, man. We're right there. See, there's the propeller, and the gun turrets, and..." Sam had tears in his eyes.
"Oh yeah... I can see them... It's so... Beautiful..." Arnie sighed as if he were finally at peace, and closed his eyes. Sam brushed the tears from his face, stood up and turned away. He had to finish whatever it was that the midget had started. It's what he would have wanted, whatever the hell it may be.