I think I'm starting to hate the "return to RotLA warehouse" idea just as much as the alien thing.
"See? I told you before!" <-- and I'm saying that without any twisted "Schadenfreude", honestly
My otherwise healthy & realistic pessimism is turning into some sort of fatalism... it seems that I'm going to loose or hate everything I like, enjoy, cherish, need... I have this for several years now (13?), it's getting progressively stronger... even such innocent joys like Star Wars or Indiana Jones movies are irreversibly tainted... 10 years ago I'd never believe that I won't be happy to see another SW or IJ movie in the cinema
Looks like my existence will turn into "eat, sh*t, sleep"...