Alex was settling down to watch TV before bed. He sat down on his couch bed and clicked on the clunky old tv. It was on an ad for some kind of toothpaste. Alex really didn't care, so he half paid attention. He was more thinking about what he was gonna do about money. He had been in his apartment for 2 months and was barely getting by with the starter money his parents had given him, but he needed a job... now. Alex sighed as the toothpaste commercial ended.
"I don't know how I'm gonna make ends meet." Alex sighed. He went to bed that night, worried about getting thrown onto the street in a month.
"It's not healthy to worry about... well, anything that much," Alex's friend Richard told him at lunch the next day. Richard was a tall muscular man, who was in college with Alex, and constantly went hunting with him. "After lunch, go talk a walk in Central Park, clear your head," Richard advised. Alex took a bite of his subway sandwich.
"You're right," Alex admitted after he swallowed his bite of sandwich. "And I do think I should take a walk in the park!" Alex said confidently, standing up.
"Maybe you should take more than one bite of your sandwich first." Richard laughed. Alex sat back down, embarrassed. He quietly ate another bite.
Alex took a taxi to the Central Park, where he decided to go on a walk. It had taken him a while to get to the park (partly because he lived on the other side of new york, and partly because of traffic). Alex then began his walk, thinking about his life. He had lived with him mom and dad for his whole life, up until a few years ago when he started college. He also had an older brother, who had shipped off to the military around the time Alex went to college. Alex and his brother had fought, but they loved each other none-the-less. Alex hadn't really thought about how much he missed his brother, he had been too busy working on graduating college.
30 minutes into Alex's walk, the sun was barely visible on the horizon, but only if you stood in the right place. In most places, a building was blocking the view. But, as Alex thought, his thoughts eventually drifted back to his problems.
'What am I gonna do about the rent?' Alex thought to himself. 'I wish I could just, fly away sometimes.' Alex looked at the night sky and thought he saw a star twinkle. Then, the twinkle began to twinkle brighter, and brighter, and brighter and- suddenly, a beam of light (around a yard and a half in diameter) struck Alex. Before he could respond, he was picked off the ground. The ground suddenly vanished, and Alex felt like he was flying.
"What the hell is going on!?!" Alex screamed as he flew through the tunnel of light. It became harder, and harder to keep his eyes open, and he blacked out.