Fabrice struggled to keep his head up. The water rapidly pushed him away like a corpse. He struggled to breathe, frequently trying hard to come up, only to be pushed away with more water. Fabrice sub suspiciously surrendered to the fact that death was finally here in this strange illusion that he still hadn't understood.
A sudden upward force pulled Fabrice and before he could give a thought about it. He was up in the air being pulled away over the waters, the skies were dark and his view was still getting accustomed to the open air. His wet body made him shiver and he looked up to see that familiar face yet again. His mother was smiling looking ahead as she flew him away.
Fabrice stared down to see the endless waters finally coming to an end as a patch of shore made way to a city-like set up. On close notice he realized that he had reached back to his city of New-Waters. His winged angel of a mother finally dropped him down on top of a building which Fabrice knew was more than 80 floors high and housed the stock market within it, He wanted to thank his mother and ask about the series of unexpected events, he had undergone. But she did not wait. After dropping Fabrice down she flew back towards the waters and disappeared into the distance.
He was back home but something still wasn't right. The timer was still up in the sky, with the 12 hour in its 56 th minute. His wonderment was interrupted by the sound of the hustle bustle , he ran up to the fencing ahead and saw a mob blindly headed to a single direction.
Another noise from the opposite direction made an interruption. Fabrice turned back to see a helicopter that has risen from nowhere. It looked at him like a giant hawk. Immediately the helicopter showed some movement pointing two hollow nozzles from its either ends. The nozzles immediately filled up with two missiles.
Fabrice gulped some cold air in his throat, looked at the clock striking the 50th minute of the 12th hour and nervously froze there.
A sudden upward force pulled Fabrice and before he could give a thought about it. He was up in the air being pulled away over the waters, the skies were dark and his view was still getting accustomed to the open air. His wet body made him shiver and he looked up to see that familiar face yet again. His mother was smiling looking ahead as she flew him away.
Fabrice stared down to see the endless waters finally coming to an end as a patch of shore made way to a city-like set up. On close notice he realized that he had reached back to his city of New-Waters. His winged angel of a mother finally dropped him down on top of a building which Fabrice knew was more than 80 floors high and housed the stock market within it, He wanted to thank his mother and ask about the series of unexpected events, he had undergone. But she did not wait. After dropping Fabrice down she flew back towards the waters and disappeared into the distance.
He was back home but something still wasn't right. The timer was still up in the sky, with the 12 hour in its 56 th minute. His wonderment was interrupted by the sound of the hustle bustle , he ran up to the fencing ahead and saw a mob blindly headed to a single direction.
Another noise from the opposite direction made an interruption. Fabrice turned back to see a helicopter that has risen from nowhere. It looked at him like a giant hawk. Immediately the helicopter showed some movement pointing two hollow nozzles from its either ends. The nozzles immediately filled up with two missiles.
Fabrice gulped some cold air in his throat, looked at the clock striking the 50th minute of the 12th hour and nervously froze there.
