“But I thought I had enough time!” I scream in horror.
Sitting on the cold, hard ground next to a bubbling acid pool staring at a sinking
skeleton, my 16 month old brother.
“WHY!?”
My tears drop into the acid making hissing noises. I stand up and look at my
surroundings: black sky with green ghosts dotted around in the sky, hard, cold,
flat ground with no houses in sight and acid pools everywhere.
“WOOF”
“Jack!” I scream with hope.
I run as fast as my feet can take me. Jack, my dog, is running around my half-
dead parents.
“You got too overwhelmed with the power, you forgot about the bomb, I
love…” My parents say in sync with their last breath.
I fall to the ground.
“Noooo!”