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3. Another Point Of View

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TW: Swearing, Violence

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I usually like to say that I'm lucky in my own special way. Sure, I may not be the luckiest guy on planet Earth, but I always manage to barely wiggle out of what one may call a truly unlucky situation.

For example, the lunch box that I had prepared for school the night before had been overtaken by ants. Somehow, I wouldn't notice until lunch time the next day.

What were the chances that I would not notice my lunch box crawling with ants the next morning? What were the chances that that one little mistake ended up saving my life?

I had stayed up late the night before. I was watching the news, for some reason the whole United States had gone through some kind of apocalypse and its citizens were currently fighting for their lives. News channels had a tendency to over exaggerate many things, perhaps the US was indeed facing some difficulties, but I believed that the stations had simply blown things out of proportion with the use of some kind of video editing software.

Anyways, I had woken up late due to my midnight shenanigans and almost missed my ride to school, perhaps that also contributed to the mystery of why I didn't notice that the lunch box had been overrun by ants.

I yelped and made a mad dash towards my neighbor's car.

Wilbur and I had been neighbors for a while, and often carpooled. He would drop me off at my school, and then drive another five minutes to his.

We often talked about this and that while we made the drive to school.

"Did you watch the news last night?"

"About the US going down? Yup." He had a straight look on his face, eyes staying on the road.

"You think Techno is alright?"

We would often discuss any news that came on during late night television on the way to school.

These conversations were normal. I stayed awake to play games with Techno since he was in the US, and Wilbur stayed awake practicing the guitar. Us combined with another guy in Wilbur's grade named Phil made up the sleepy boys.

"Of course. Don't you remember that he knows how to use a sword? I bet he would be fucking terrifying during this so called 'apocalypse'"

Wilbur made a good point. Techno had once told us that he has been trained on the ways of the sword since he was young. Although we had never met him in real life, he probably was pretty intimidating due to his deep voice and what I assumed to be muscular figure.

Saying our goodbyes, Wilbur dropped me off in front of my school. As I walked through the hallways there were always a bunch of students talking about the US and its situation.

Apparently it was impossible to get in touch with the US, and the only reason why the apocalypse rumor was spread was due to an anonymous person sending footage to all news stations across the globe.

In that case, the US could totally be fine, but the very realistic videos paired with the inability to contact anyone located in that country put everyone on edge.

I didn't know what to believe. On one hand, the chances of the apocalypse happening were very low, but there had to be a reason why the US suddenly lost contact with the rest of the world.

Hm hm hm, what were the chances?

The footage that was sent to the stations provided no context and simply showed civilians being killed in various ways, by each other, by themselves, their heads being blown off and even some being eaten by monsters.

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