Boltzmann Stories

After a while the boys headed to there houses where they had to get back to work. The boys all lived in the same area they were about, well neighbors. They named themselves The Rebels ever since they started hanging out together. They started hanging since they were about five years old. When they were five they had fake sword fights, and pretended they were wizards. Now they try to keep the animals safe, because they are being hunted there are only a thousand animals living in the desert that are brave enough to show themselves. The government did this that's why I said we have to get back to work we are slaves...

"Hello?" "Hi, who are you?" "I don't know?" "You're being silly, what's your name?" "Boltzmann, yes that's my name" "Bolts-man? That's a funny name" "ha, I suppose it is..." "What's that Boltzmann? Never been in a car before?" Boltzmann shook his head rapidly "don't worry we'll take'r nice and easy" the 'car' seemed to accelerate at impossible speeds we flew out onto a area where many such cars were moving This is Boltzmann, there isn't much else to say about him... You could say he is lost I suppose, and that he is curious but, well wouldn't we be just a bit curious too? (Fair warning! The first chapter is NOT, I repeat, Not representative of the rest of the book)

A deeply unnerving short story about a superhero-supervillain esque battle questioning the existence of this book. You know, I just set out to do the impossible, write something to convince someone that I don't exist...