What do I remember?

I remember going outside to shop some chips, M&M, doritos and soda. It was only a walk of less than two blocks; a walk that I always did with my headphones on, listening things that could made my musical tastes go from "good" to "doubtful" easily.

Maybe that was the reason I didn't listen the beginning.

The screams must have come first. Second, the rush. And so…THE CHAOS.

I just noticed this because I almost fell to the ground, while looking around and running into a building, jumping to the fire stairs that need urgent maintenance.

Of course I wasn't the only one who had this idea, but I was the only one who keep climbing to reach the rooftop, ignoring the curious residents and all the screams.

We have a law in New York City.

A simple and important one: there's no safe place.

Not after Nordic Gods, Armored men and lunatics in uniform started to appear here.

-Shit- I cursed after noticing the dimension of the conflict.

Iron Man and Falcon were there.

While Falcon was flying and hitting the majority who attacked the museum, Iron Man faced a man with the double of his weight, in a red and black armor.

I sat on the floor and searched my laptop in my backpack. If they were doing a coordinated attack like that, a cryptographic communication line was essential.

And…I KNEW IT!

I opened a direct line with Mr. Stark and tried to don't look so nervous or excited.

I swallowed hard.

I was going to be kicked out.

- So, I found their communication line. I'm sending it to you, since I thought it could be useful...

- What are you doing here?

He seseemed angry.

Very angry.

- I've run out of snacks and…I get out to buy more and…now I'm stuck in the midst of this shit.

- Come back now! – He ordered, finishing the call.

I sighed.

I was in trouble...

…or not.

He was using what I sent to him.

I smiled, singing victory. I HELPED IRON MAN!

I helped him and…

I felt the world around me tear apart, even before understanding what was happening.

I was falling.

Falling with concrete and steel around me.

Falling toward the icy embrace of death.