The Biker Brothers and the Golden Sunset

Chapter 6: Overwhelming Fears

The boys were terrified upon seeing their friend's foot jutting from the large bush. Instinctively, they rushed and pulled him out of the thicket. Tonton remained unconscious, making them even more worried.

"Tonton, wake up!" Jamie kept shaking him but to no avail.

Suddenly, Tonton shuddered and vehemently kicked his legs and threw his arms. He was yelling incomprehensible words. They tried to restrain him, but he overpowered them. After swinging an arm, Bogart gave him a powerful slap.

Jamie and Kiko froze upon seeing Bogart's reckless action. Immediately, Tonton woke up from his dreams. He was panting and choking with his saliva.

"Holy cow, why did you do that?" Jamie asked, furious at what had been done to his best friend.

"He just needs a strong force to wake him up," Bogart reasoned out. "See? It worked."

Kiko laughed out loud. The two boys joined while Tonton was still catching his breath, shocked and scared.

"What happened to you?"

"I don't know," Tonton replied. "I can't explain either. It's just that after the mysterious light exploded and we got thrown away, I dreamed of random scary things."

"Me, as well," Bogart interrupted. "My dream was really weird. It is more like memories."

"It's as if all our lives were flashed in a short film." Kiko said excitedly.

"Back when we were babies up to the explosion." Jamie was all smiles after saying those words.

"And possibly including the future," Tonton finally said after a moment of silence passed.

The three looked at him with puzzlement. They tried remembering their dreams, but they were just histories, nothing futuristic. They kept their silence.

"Come on," Jamie broke the silence. "We should get going. No one is hurt, right?"

The other boys shook their heads. Slowly, they took their own bikes and began riding home. They were still a long distance from the residential area and all the way, they remained quiet as they were individually absorbed in their own thoughts. While the explosion was unbelievable, their dreams were partly scary and partly nostalgic.

By and by, the lights from the houses glowed from a distance. The boys pedaled harder, the urgency to return home got stronger as the lights became brighter. It was nearly half an hour since the spectacle happened, but people were still out of their houses, their shadows hopping from one house to another as they chatted for updates.

Bogart was the first to arrive home. He was still a long distance when both his parents saw him. Like him, they were also round and chunky. Immediately, they ran up to them, their bodies bouncing with each step. Bogart jumped out of his bike and ran towards them. When they met, they gave each other hugs and kisses.

"I thought I was going to die worrying about you," his mother commented.

"I thought it was the end for all of us," Bogart answered, and without intending to, he wept, his parents chorusing with him.

The sight saddened the other boys so much that tears began to well at the corners of their eyes. Indeed, they should be thankful that no greater harm had ever happened to them.

"Bye Mr. and Mrs. Pescador," Jamie finally declared while suppressing the tremors in his voice.

The three boys waved goodbye to their friend. Silently, they continued their ride home.

"The end of the world is finally here," a plump woman was announcing to her circle of neighbors. "This is just the beginning."

"Heavens forbid that!" another exclaimed.