So this is... the future! The end. What will inevitably come to be.
The apple trees wobble as the strangers descend, as Gods, transcending time to relay their message. And may it land in the most responsible and considerable hands, like that of the Great Reaper and Cool Dude with a hotness that normally scorches the Earth. Or is he the Moon? Is he a mere reflection of his ever-so-bright father figure who munches crisps in the crimson cosmos, applying logic as to the reasons certain stars shine brighter than others - by the power of abundant commercial foodstuff energy?
I'm not sure where I was going with this anymore or where the finale's going after this but this was amazing. The hype has been reignited. Can't wait. Also wonder if baby Tom was actually that big... research required.