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Prologue
The sun was burning on her skin. But she didn't care. She needed to keep going. She couldn't go back home. Her empty house, filled with loneliness. The doctor had advised her to take a walk every day for at least one hour. So, she did. She must. She knew what was gonna happen if she didn't.
She saw a bench standing close by the water and decided to take a little break. No matter how determined she was, it was hot. And she was tired. So, a little break wouldn't hurt anybody. She sat down and stared at the water. The sun reflected on the water, making it look like there were a million diamonds floating close to the surface. It was beautiful, but she didn't feel anything. She didn't care about that much anymore. The only thing she cared about, was wondering why she was alive. Why she was here, on Planet Earth. What was her goal? What was her purpose? What was purpose of life in general? She still didn't had the answers. But she tried to keep going. For her parents. A flash of light high in the sky broke her out of her thoughts. She narrowed her eyes and looked at it. What in the world…?
It was some kind of fireball. Oh shit. A meteor! She needed to get out of here, before she… She stopped herself. Before she got crushed? Did she really care about dying? No. Maybe this was meant to be. That her whole journey eventually leaded her here, to be at this place, at this time. To die. So, she sat down again and watched the huge fireball. It came closer and closer and she could hear the roar of the fire. But she didn't move a muscle. It was a beautiful sight. And she noticed, she felt something now. She was impressed. Spelled by the view. She was staring at it, her heart pounding loud. Suddenly, she saw three black spots flying away from the fireball. That is weird. But she quickly turned her attention back on the meteor, who was coming very close now. But she still didn't move. She closed her eyes, could almost feel the heat from the fire. She was ready. Ready to leave this goddamn world. She embraced death. But suddenly, she felt something around her waist and she flew into the air. Her eyes flew open, but she didn't understand what was going on. Was this how dying felt? She hardly could believe that. She was flying away from the fireball, from her savior.
"No…", she whispered, stretching a hand. Dammit. She was so close.
But when the fireball touched the ground, it gave such a big explosion, her eyes grew wide. Wow. She could feel the heat from the fire and the shockwave made her fly even faster. The sound was deafening and left a high tone in her ears. But she couldn't stop staring at it. The bench was gone. Everything around it in a circle of 500 meters was gone. She was also gone. But not the way she had wanted. And only one thought occurred to her. What the fuck did just happen?