[ December 31 2025 11:59 pm ]
The sky is clear revealing the beautiful shining lights of the stars. The building glasses are reflecting the lights of the stars and the city lights. Cars are packed at the edges of the road. The headlights are turned on and the drivers inside are honking their cars.
Beeeeep! Beeeeep! Beeeeep!
Beside the road there is a park that can hold at least a thousand people. The crowd is gathered in the park while others on the round. The loud chanting from the crowd came.
10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1! Happy New Year! The crowd chorused in unison. Fireworks followed decorating the sky with a rainbow of colours. Murmurs then filled the air.
" I'm finally 18. Now I don't need fake a ID to enter the bars." A girl's voice said
" Happy New Year to my final year in highschool". A boy said.
As the murmurs continued, earthquakes began to be felt
" Hey, did you feel that?" A man asked.
" Earthquake on the first day?"
The earthquake then set up a notch. Cracks appeared on the road and then on the buildings. The buildings tore apart. Debris started falling crushing whatever on the path, cars, bicycles, motorcycles and even people. And then a massive tower like building with a hundred storeys appeared. Explosion began destroying everything on its path. The scent of blood and the cries of fear and terror filled the air.
" Mom,mom. Where are you." A crying child's voice came.
Some were finding their beloved with tears rolling down their cheeks washing away the dust on their faces. Some had chopped of body parts of their beloved. Bodies lay on the ground with blood spattered across surfaces. The sounds of ambulances filled the air.
Cracks in the sky appeared and out of it came a black bunny. He wore a black butler suit, bandages were wrapped on his limbs and his face leaving out his dark crimson eyes and this mouth. He was levitating on the air.
He breathed in deep and out then said.
" Ahh, the smell of blood always sooth my heart."
He then faced down on the terrified survivors and then said.
" Congratulations humanss. Among the universes that exists you are among the chosen mortals to amuse the gods. Some of you have been chosen as participants in the game of survival. This tower you see here have a total of 100 floors." He said while pointing at the tower. "If each floor is not cleared within a period of one month, there will be much more devastation. So let's have some fun"
His voice was not loud and not low but everyone heard him. With that he disappeared into the rift. The rift closed after him. Some of the people didn't even listen as they were lost in the trauma created. During that day 10 million people lost their lives while victims reached 50 million worldwide.
[ 31st January 2026 ]
Cock-a-doodle-doo!!!
The sounds of the roosters crowing echoed in the busy morning.
Riiiiiiing! Riiiiiiing! Riiiiiiing!
The sound of the alarm ringing followed indicating it's already 6:00 am in the morning. A hand from the duvet lazily reached the alarm on the bedside table shutting off the alarm. The yong man removed the duvet covering his face. His name is Reagan Greywoods. His came into view. His messy dark hair covered most of his face. He has brown eyes and dark circle sacks under the eyes indicating lack of enough sleep. He lazily got up from his bed. He only wore black shirts and his upper body was naked. His abs were barely visible. He slowly walked to the bathroom.
[ Bathroom ]
His body steamed under the hot shower. After finishing he proceeded with drying his hair and then brushed his hair. He then went back to the bedroom.
[ Bedroom ]
He wore his tracksuit. A navy blue jacket and trousers with a pair of white stripes each starting from the shoulder to the wrist and from the waist to the ankle. A plain white t - shirt, a pair of black socks and a pair of white sneakers. He tied his hair into a short ponytail barely covering his nape. The hair near the ears he let it fall free. He applied his lotion, made his bed, picked up his bag and went to the dining room.
[ Dining room ]
On the leading to the dining room he saw his siblings in the dining room, Laura Greywoods and Telvin Greywoods. They are wearing the same outfit as Reagan They are triplets although not identical. The first born being Reagan followed by Laura then Telvin. Each of them are older by an interval of one hour.
" Mom, tell Telvin to give me back my potatoes." Laura said while trying to take back the potato.
" Telvin, give your sister her potato."
Mary said while entering the dining room well dressed for work. Mary Greywoods, a lady in her early forties. She raised her children after her husband abandoned her when she was pregnant. The only thing she got from her husband is a three storey apartment.
" Morning" Reagan greeted while entering the room.
" Morning" they replied.
" Potatoes again" Reagan asked.
" Study hard so you can eat whatever you want" his mother replied.
" Make sure you treat me when you get rich" Telvin said. He is a gluttony. He went and sat down on the chairs beside the dining table.
They were interrupted by the television news.
" It has been 31 days since the towers appeared all over the world. The number of deaths reached 10 million and the number of victims reached 50 million worldwide. Since the message that was left, the world has been thrown into panic. Nobody has been claimed missing for the entire month meaning no one have entered the towers. The government has assured that everything is under control but people are beginning to wonder if humanity will face another destruction. "
" That news again? They even brought up a curfew. " Mary said.
"At least we are closing the school early." Telvin said.
They were interrupted by the honking of the school bus. They headed outside. They live at the top of the apartment.
"Good day, take care" their mother said.
" Good day " they replied. They headed down and boarded the yellow school bus with the school name KAHAWA GARRISON SECONDARY SCHOOL imprinted on it. The journey took thirty minutes before entering the school compound. It was a school sponsored by the army so it was well built. From cabros to better facilities. They came out of the bus heading towards the classes. He separated with his siblings. He dipped his hands in the jacket. On the hallway towards his class, he was lost in thoughts when someone hold his jacket.
" Morning Brian" he surprised him.
Brian is his only friend in the entire school.
" How did you know it was me?" Brian asked.
" Your perfume is unique" said Reagan.
" By the way Reagan," Brian started.
"Hm" Reagan urged him to continue.
"Are you scared?"
" About what?" Reagan asked.
" About the towers. Do you think same thing will happen like new year's day?" Brian asked.
" Am scared but I don't know if what happened will happen again." Reagan said.
They entered the classroom which was located in the middle of the hallway, FORM 4 WEST was written on the door post. They went and sat down onto their respective seats. The classroom had three columns with each ten rows and each row had three seats. Brian sat at the middle column, second row from front, the middle seat. Reagan sat at the left column, tenth row and the seat near the window. The students were in friendly groups each talking to each other.
' Status Window ' Reagan thought inwardly.