Ant was an ordinary college student.
He was fairly attractive and played in the college basketball team, although he wasn't that good.
He was fairly athletic and was a bit taller than most at an average five feet, ten inches.
He played guitar in his free time and read books every now and again, he wasn't a bookworm though.
He was at Marquette University, majoring in Political Science with a minor in philosophy
He talked with his dad and siblings often enough. His dad raised him and his siblings alone after his mom died when he was four.
He thought he was living an okay life.
That would all change on October 8th 2022.
Ant woke up like it was any Saturday morning, he got out of bed, put on some clothes and ate breakfast.
He couldn't help but notice that something felt off. Like something weird was gonna happen today.
He put the milk back in the fridge and cereal back on top and got on with his day.
He was walking down the hallway when his friend Jake walked up
"Hey Ant!" Jake said.
"Hey Jake." Replied Ant "How's your day been?"
"Pretty alright." Answered Jake, with that Jake walked away to do whatever he does when not with Ant.
Ant decided to go back to his dorm and grab his guitar. His guitar was his pride and joy, it was a Gibson J-160E which had cost him a pretty penny.
He had just picked up its case when all of a sudden he felt like he was falling.
When he landed he was winded and could tell it was slightly colder. Before he passed out he could hear a voice exclaim "Three moons! How'd that scavenger get here?"
And all was dark.
Author's Note
Hope y'all enjoy my story! Constructive criticism encouraged!
