Snippet #959500

Andrew dreamed that he was back home with his family three days before most of his entire race died. "Hey mom when do we eat?" Little Andrew asked his mother in his childishly high voice. "In a few minutes Andy." She said and ruffled his hair. He payed it no mind and waited for the food to be ready, but his nice dream turned into a nightmare in an instant. His mother exploded and covered Andrew in blood and guts. "M- M- Mom?" He stuttered and jolted up from the dream. He looked over at his clock and saw that he needed to get ready for school.

Andrew sprang out of his bed and headed for his shower. After taking a short military shower and dressing himself in his school uniform, Andrew ran out to into his kitchen and grabbed his lunch. Andrew sprinted out of the apartment and down the stairs to his motorcycle. "I'm late, I'm late!" He repeated and sped off in the direction of his school.