"Well, considering it struck me in the head... I really don't know if that's what I'd call it." Domenico hands the thing to Chase. "Want to see if it's good for anything?"
One particular car has a poorly-made sticker design on the side door reading "I was doing nothing on the day the President Of Mars was kidnapped."
"Hmm, I appreciate the effort," Domenico says, "but I don't think this is the sort of mystery we're looking for. I don't even think this is a Mercedes."
It appears there is some sort of ancient tablet in the dust, that reads some sort of mysterious instructions:
Truck floats on truck
Step 1: Wait for it to truck
Step 2: Get a forklift
The rest is too scrambled to understand. Oh well. Surely can't have been that important.
(Eurovision 2023, nice! I like Cereal Bowl's style)
It doesn't take long for us all to realise, though, that something is strange about this planet.
Domenico appreciates Chase helping him out there. "Thanks, yeah I used to be a human, this is a recent development. Still trying to figure out the perks of being a demon but ultimately it doesn't look like there's much worth talking about, no. I'm basically an edgelord without a handle." (he adjusts his hoodie) "Maybe we're going about this whole space problem wrong..."
Domenico makes his presence known, clutching his mop in frustration.
"My workplace came with me. Typical."