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Gaty sat behind the counter looking at the clock every now and then, awaiting the time where her and her bed would reunite.
She looked at the clock and immediately sighed “2 more hours, endure” she thought.
She just wanted to get home and sleep but the bills needed to be paid. Gaty got so caught up in the thought of weekends she started to daydream about her dream weekend until she heard a voice pierce through her thoughts.
“Hello!” a voice said, clearly trying to grab Gaty’s attention. She realized she had been stuck in her thoughts and had disregarded the reason for her being here, money.
“Sorry about that, what would you like to order?” she said in her very convincing customer voice.
“It’s time to go,” her boss said.
Everyone was leaving the cafe, and while being in her trance she was unknowingly being left behind.
“Oh,” she exclaimed as she quickly ran to the door to leave.
“You left your bag,” her boss said, she stopped in her tracks and turned around , she quickly dashed back into the cafe.
She swiftly hauled her bag onto her shoulders prepared to leave, in her haste she didn’t notice her boss clearly trying to tell her something. She sprinted out of the cafe as quickly as humanly possible.
“You… left your phone,” her boss said concerningly.
He sighed then turned around and put her phone into the lost and found. He wondered if she would need it, but that didn’t concern him.
Meanwhile, Gaty was walking home sluggishly, ready to go to sleep. These past few days the world had been going by like a blur; she barely remembered the weeks. But, “the weekends” were a whole other story.
“Should I get ice cream tomorrow, or fast food?" she thought.
Until her thoughts were interrupted by a sound that would change the course of her life forever.
Gaty then heard a deafening crash. She rapidly scanned around the streets wondering if anyone else had heard the crash. But as she was looking she noticed that there was no one in sight, it was almost midnight and around this hour no one came out so she made a wild guess and guessed the whole thing made sense.
Then a bunch of metal pieces and other really familiar house items started bursting through the air pouring onto the street. A picture then came her way. She jumped up and caught it, as she examined it she noticed it was of her and her best friend Saw, she looked at the picture in horror as anxiety slowly encrypted itself in her face.
She wasted no time and booked it to the scene as she ran, she started hoping that what she was thinking wasn't true. Thoughts raced through her head as time seemed to move faster and the stairs felt like they would go on for eternity.
As she got closer to the crash she heard a strange humming sound in her mind. She forcefully pushed the sound out of her mind thinking she was going crazy while still rushing to the scene, evidently happening in her apartment complex.
She bursted the door open to her apartment complex. She then looked around and encountered a bunch of metal scraps flying into her living room from the roof. Her face turned to terror, her home was now in a state of debris, flying all over the place like a crazy tornado in every single direction, even ones she never knew were possible. “She stopped for a second and wondered
“How the absolute HELL am I the only one here in this apartment everyone can't just sleep through a whole crash”. “You know what, worrying about why the world hates me isn't gonna help, but really who could’ve caused this whole mess.”
Crying wasn’t going to help the situation. She picked up a big piece of metal scrap and used it to block the other scraps flying all around her. As she used the scrap metal to guard herself she noticed a light glowing from a pile of scraps and debris as she got closer she noticed how sharp the scraps actually were.She reached out to find out what was under the pile and why it was glowing but then she stopped to think about something
“How do I know this ain't some prank or set up and people are trying to take my… MONEY. The money I work sweat and tears day and night to gain.”
The thought of it made her stomach turn. A piercing sound then interrupted her thoughts, she couldn’t ignore this sound. It was a call for help, something under this pile was asking her for help?
She hesitantly started to work on taking the pieces of scrap out from the pile to uncover what was talking to her. She slowly took out the last bits of metal eager to figure out the mysterious person that just ruined her apartment. She was surprised to see a small, damaged looking pod. Trying to get a closer look she discovered that there was something inside off the pod!