As I pull up to the garage, I slowly turn down the radio, and remove the keys from the ignition. Then I open the door and start screaming in victory. I had no idea why I kept screaming like a kid who had won a free prize at the carnival, but excitement kept coming up to me. I threw my bag in the air, and noticed a hell load of paper came out of it.

"In YO FACE!" I yelled out loudly. "You gone, you gone, you gone and I am free!"

I began to dance like one of those maniacs who would always be excited to be at a dance convention. I just bounced and did some hip swaying, just before I heard a familiar voice call out to me.

"Son, stop with those silly dance moves! And don't lose those papers!"

It was one of those neighbors next door, the elderly Mr. Callahan. Heh, with one glass eye on his right, I could tell he was either a librarian or some sort of detective. Rich but interesting characters usually catch my attention depending on their backgrounds. I waved slowly but smiled a little. "My apologies, Mr. Callahan! Just plenty of excitement for graduation!" Heh, that was my only excuse in order to avoid lectures until I'm 18. And by that, I mean, I would have to keep making excuses until I feel more comfortable telling the truth. Lying is deadlier, but sometimes the truth can be deadlier.

I suddenly notice some of my papers beginning to fly off on to the road, so I drastically grabbed my binder and began to run to my papers. I guess you can say I was pretty stupid for throwing those papers in the air. I guess you can even tell me that if I get overly excited, it can nearly lead to something like this-

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HOOT! HOOOOP!

A black and white car comes by at supersonic speed and is coming towards me.

"Oh, hell!"

I begin to run away but this car is way too fast for me. Damn it!

The car then gets even fast, hell maybe at least 200 miles per hour!

But as soon as I make my way to some tall tree, that car hits me, and I go flying into the horizon, screaming like a girl.

-

Maybe next time I'll learn not to toss anything in mid air and not dance around like a fool.

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After grabbing most of my papers that I had tossed, I placed them back into my binder, then walked towards to where I dropped my bag nearby the car. I placed the binder back into my bag, and then walked to the door. I opened the door and noticed nobody was here at home. Heh, must be something private for the family. Haven't heard much about what might be planned for celebrating my graduation day, though. So...

I let out a sigh of relief but with happiness in addition. I looked around and admired how clean my house was- the walls didn't look dull, and the colors were pretty interesting for me to see- green, blue, yellow, white, whatever. The halls were neat, and all the accessories weren't damaged.

Been helping my family fix up this house a little since last summer, but I managed to somehow add a little bit of a taste that will catch most of the guests' attention. I added a bit of picture frames of famous artists, such as Leonardo Da Vinci, Michaelangelo, and much more. Art isn't usually my thing, but my own art is acting, which I obtain a strong passion for.

So..I remove my jacket and shoes, then decide to check my email on my computer as I walk into my room. Damn, the room is hot, I forgot to fix the AC! It feels like I'm living in a volcano sometimes, based on the condition of my room and the exhaustion and all that.

So I sit down on my chair, activate my monitor, and look through messages. Nothing really significant, not too much..

Going to work a little later, checked.

Fix up the house a little more later, checked.

Study for the finals, checked.

and..

There was just one email I couldn't identify due to it's super confusing language. I muttered quietly, then opened the email. Just in case it was one of those stupid pop up faces, I decided to open up new tabs. Sometimes people will prank you with these pop up faces, scams, and all that shit just to scare you or something.

Then, all I could see were symbols - Just some random symbols, kind of what you would see in sci-fi movies, when understanding the aliens' languages.

Whoa...

YoU hAvE bEeN cAuGhT bY tHe NiNeTeEn SiXtY.

Whoa, whoa whoa, this ain't alien language, I just highlighted those symbols! Am I going insane or something? I'd better go wash my face in the bathroom quick!

I dashed out of my room and went to the restroom, opening the door in such a hurry, and beginning to wash my face. I'd never do drugs, ever. Because if I did, I wouldn't just be dead, I'd be addicted.

I felt the cold water run through the palms of my hands as I grabbed some water to rub on my face. Ah...that's much better. Just let that cold water wake you up a little bit, Johnny Boy. But then, I saw something yellow - a note on the mirror.

I grabbed it, observing the letters curiously, but noticed this-

Gone for business plans with the charity business, see you Monday.

What the hell did this mean? They're not coming back...until Monday...? Which means...

"HELL YEAH! HELL NO! HELL YEAH! HELL NO!"

Gone until Monday? Heh, better call Ray and tell him I'm free Saturday to see a movie! Being alone has always been something I enjoyed, more or less. More time to think and clear your thoughts, and less of an advantage since I'm lonely or just with others.

I looked at my watch, and observed - 2:55PM. Guess I'd have plenty of time to kill, better shower and get to sleep for awhile.

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I lay on my bed, in my usual daydreaming daze, looking up at the ceiling. Hell, I'd been having weird dreams about aliens, robots, other types of machines, and monsters. Hell, I was even beginning to write a trilogy for The Hangout Project, and look at how that turned out. First one, one survivor, possibly infected; Second, there's a hell of an invasion throughout all of Earth; and third, a war.

I was so caught up on the action and monsters I couldn't keep my head straight to plot out ideas. Ugh, writer's block, yo. And my idea felt just as stupid, just as stupid. I was not planning on ranting, but damn it, I don't feel like it. All I wanted to do was relax, and enjoy my moments of freedom. The fresh air in my room, the fan spinning quickly but quietly. Don't sleep too deeply...don't sleep...don't sleep...

And all I could remember was that everything slowly went black as I dazed off into sleep.

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Unknown World...?

I woke up to find myself on a ark, but something made of out steel, Pure steel. I felt like I was caught in the events of Noah's ark the moment I felt rain pouring down on me. I felt like bad weather was going to catch up with me. Could I run? Walk? Investigate?

And so I did..

I looked straightforward and noticed something that would never exit the back of my fantasy - multiple volcanoes that are releasing fire, but also tsunamis filled with really cold water. No one could expect weather like that unless someone from above would be really serious yet stupid enough to cause a natural disaster. But as far as I was concerned, this was more deadlier than Dante's Peak and 2012.

There were flakes in the sky, but most of them fell down along with the heavy rain. The atmosphere looked devastating- plenty of destruction on islands, trees, and even those who I've heard screaming in terror as hell froze over. Literally.

I could see thousands of civilians attempting to enter the arks, and most of them getting caught in the middle of this shitstorm. So much fire, I could feel a tint of lava splash on my face. I screamed loudly, it hurt like hell, I was expecting third degree burns. The fire just somehow blasted into the air like geysers and there were several locations of these people attempting to evade the weather, but were unsuccessful. I covered my cheek, that damn piece of lava rock really burnt me. It was just like watching God destroy the world for 40 days and 40 nights, and I was Noah. And I was watching these people fight for survival, especially against each other to defend their lives and loved ones. And all of a sudden, those three girls with some sort of other girl were on another ark.

I wasn't even kidding when I had seen the same girl from the same exact image I found in the car. It was that Babydoll girl, she had her battle uniform on, and she was with Rocket, Sweet Pea, and what looked like Blondie. I turned around, and put my arms in the air, waving to them for help. They did not recognize my signals, so I decided to let out a yell.

"HEY! RIGHT HERE!" I yelled out with most of my breath!

Still no response, but one of them looks at me. The blonde girl...with the leather outfit and hood just glared at me. It wasn't a death glare. It was a glare of terror.

I looked back in confusion, then turned around to see a wave of lava come down on me.

I watched in terror, shock, and surprise as I felt the hot, liquid fire consume me. And I didn't move after that.