PROTOGEN ( NEW CIVILIZATION)

Part 2--- Damn dream---

October 12, 2033 - Friday

One Day Until the Apocalypse

I had a strange dream that jolted me out of a deep sleep. It was so bizarre, I had no idea what was happening.

I dreamed of strange aliens in robotic suits, destroying Earth to build their own planet. I didn't understand the reason behind it, but I didn't care much about the dream.

I immediately got out of bed, rubbed my eyes, and looked at the clock. When I realized what time it was, I panicked—I was late for school! I quickly changed, packed my things, and ran outside.

I ran like a maniac, hoping I wouldn't be late. I prayed to God, begging not to be late, asking for mercy. I jumped onto the bus like a madman, sat down, and continued praying that I wouldn't be late. The bus was stuffy, packed with unfamiliar faces, and it was moving so slowly, making me even more anxious.

After what felt like an eternity, the bus finally arrived, and I got off, continuing my way to school. I saw my school in the distance, but then I tripped and fell. I hadn't noticed that my foot got caught on the curb. I couldn't believe how clumsy I was. I quickly got up and kept going. When I finally reached the school, I ran up the stairs. The school was huge, with many floors, enough to accommodate a lot of students. My first class was on the fifth floor. I started climbing the stairs quickly, but on each floor, I stumbled on a step, slowing me down. Eventually, I made it to the fifth floor, where my class was. I stopped in front of the fifth classroom on the right, took a breath, and knocked on the door. I heard my teacher's voice, telling me to come in. I entered, greeted by the professor.

Professor: Why are you late, young man?

Amar: I'm sorry, professor, for being late to your lecture. There was traffic at the intersection, and it slowed me down on my way to school (I lied).

Professor: Really?

Amar: Yes, professor, I wouldn't lie.

After a long silence, we stared at each other.

Professor: You can attend my class, but don't be late in the future.

Amar: Okay, professor, thank you.

I thanked him and quietly took my seat. I took my things out of my backpack and began to follow the class.

After the three classes I attended, I started thinking about the dream I had. Sometimes, dreams come true, and sometimes they don't. What if these extraterrestrials really exist? I wondered how many times I've had strange dreams that didn't come true and seemed so ridiculous. This one won't come true either because there are no other beings besides us in this universe. So, I don't need to worry about that. Who would believe in something as silly as a dream? To me, dreams are the most absurd things imaginable. You dream about weird stuff that you know will never happen. Whether it's something beautiful, real, or stupid, it's just a dream. A dream can sometimes make you feel foolish. If someone believes that the dream they had will come true, and then nothing happens, they just end up feeling like a fool.

After eight long hours at school, in this boring place where I've studied for years, the bell finally rang. I packed my things and headed home the same way.

When I got home, I threw my things down and collapsed on the couch.

"What a hectic day," I muttered. I shouldn't have stayed up so late last night. I was angry with myself, angry at the plans I made. I was angry for various reasons. I thought to myself that I was foolish for staying up until after midnight. I slowly got up and went to my room. I lay down for a few minutes, and then I fell asleep. Every day, I felt more and more tired and sleepy. It was the same thing every day. Like a fool, I always thought that tomorrow would be better than today. But I couldn't think about these boring things that didn't matter to me anymore. In the end, I just fell asleep.