Chapter 15: Superstitious

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"I think Jay knows," I remarked.

"Knows what?" Judy asked, raising an ear.

"That I'm an extraterrestrial," I said, pausing for a moment. 

Judy glanced downward, thinking. "You really think he knows that?"

"Is it a problem?" I asked back.

"Well..." she thought again, casually shrugged in dismissal. "I wouldn't worry about it. They seem like trustworthy mammals."

"How do you know that?" I questioned.

Judy smiled. "Gut feeling."

She then resumed walking, and I simply stood there thinking to myself Maybe she's right. For some reason, I unexpectedly felt a little worried, but my concerns were now slightly lifted. Jay knew, and I knew that he knew, so there was no need to lose sleep over it because he's not the type of mammal who would snitch. 

As we strolled along, I kept thinking about predators and prey. Two sides of the same coin. In addition, I kept thinking about that picture... the one Judy showed me... it reminded me of the racial inequalities that existed back in my homeworld, mainly because of the contrasting black and white colors of the two mammals.

As soon as our society put on the same military armor, racism gradually vanished because we all looked the same. While that indirectly ended racism for a time, it eventually led to other problems that we traded for. Humanity would always have stumbling blocks: War, disease, poverty, racism, religion, injustice, climate change, armageddon, and many other things. Take your pick. We can try our best to handle each of them delicately, but we can never solve them all at once. Don't kid yourself, as those politicians once did, regardless of what side you're on or what side you think you're on.

Sooner or later, pride, power, and selfishness will eventually take hold, promises will be broken, and all will ultimately lead to the final demise, as it already has with us—extinction: A common enemy and an ultimate foe feared by all, including animals and humans. Humans were out of the game now.

Sometimes there's only one thing left to do. Embrace it. The end will come eventually; we can delay the inevitable, but there's no stopping it. Things may seem bad now, the world may be falling apart, all hell may be breaking loose, but it's not over yet. As long as we're breathing, the game's not officially over. Thus, be not idle, rise, stand, and step forward. There's still good in this world, and it's always something worth fighting for. If there's breath in your chest, then there's always a breath of hope somewhere...

Speaking of which, I realized that my breath reeked a bit.

Wait a minute, what was I thinking? That forest must've diverted my thoughts. I couldn't tell before, but I definitely noticed it now since my helmet was off. It wasn't the cherry smoothie, but rather the fact that I was slightly dehydrated from the morning run. Within the narrow confines of my nano-suit, I actually had one last extra piece of Altoid that I stowed away while working my last day at the lab. It was a completely random find, I'll admit, but I welcomed it. It was one of those moments that every human experiences when they unexpectedly find an item hidden in their pocket, whether it's lint, a paper clip, a rubber band, a dollar bill, some change, headphones, a fidget spinner, dice, or any other lost treasure.

 It was one of those moments that every human experiences when they unexpectedly find an item hidden in their pocket, whether it's lint, a paper clip, a rubber band, a dollar bill, some change, headphones, a fidget spinner, dice, or any other lost...

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