Prologe

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2056 – everywhere alarms go off. A loud, metallic voice rumbles through on of the speakers on the long Hallways: "Dear ladies and gentlemans, please move to the collection place down in quadrant D. It seems like a virus infected a few people. Some of the best people are currently working on a possibility, to get everybody out of this world by creating a different timeline. Please have your personal data with you. You have 2 hours left, until the through these infected destroyed reactor goes off."

The Voice repeated the announcement ten more times in different languages. For Andrew this didn't matter, he already got the information he needed. He quickly grabbed his stuff and called an old friend of his.

Austin was running through a hallway when he got called. He answered while grabbing a man out of the mass of people. The person looked quite surprised, turned around and said loud to overcome the noise of the panicking people. "What the ####, Austin!" Through the clock he was able to hear a laugh. "Andrew, this is not funny!",The Mann shouted. Austin, who had been quiet during of all of that, now intervened: "Andrew, are Nico, Kate, and Jerome with you? I told them to meet you on the corner at quadrant J, because your apartment is nearer at them then mine.". Andrew was just heading around the corner, where the three and a surprise guest waited.

"Uhm...wait a second...What are you doing here?! Didn't like UK? Did you run out of tea?"

The younger man turned around and said with a little grin on his face: "Welp, looks like your knee therapist is still failing fixing your knees, because we have been wating here for eight minutes."

Jerome next to Henry laughed and through the silvern watch on Andrews hand he was hearing Ian and Austin laughing.

"Now hurry up, Guys!", a familiar voice behind Andrew said. Three men stand behind him. "We're gonna be late!"

A few hours later, a big group of people gets lead in a room. Waited on their permission to claim a realm. A perfect one. It's quiet, until a scream of joy and surprise halls through the room: "CRAAIIIINEEER!"

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