Henry awoke in a cold sweat, he had yet another horrible dream..His family was downstairs still watching television. He turned over to check his phone time, it was nearly midnight. He groaned as the light of the phone blasted into in tired eyes. What was there to do now? He surely couldn't fall right back asleep. The room was silent, except for the murmur of his parents downstairs and the slight whoosh of the cars driving by his house, he lived in the city, so the lights of the buildings and planes lit up the sky. He awkwardly turned his phone off, sat up, rubbed his eyes and then walked towards his window where he could see the beautiful city below him and above, the street food sellers giving people hot dogs and other street food, the one plane above probably going to Sandias airport, and the people working all-nighters in their blue-green offices with plants and a desktop computer. Anything, or almost anything was possible in this large city. He slightly smiled, and opened the window to see and feel the night air on his body and face. The mild beeps and honks of cars, the chattering people, and the slowly flashing green and most of the time red tower lights trying to alert planes and aircrafts of where they were heading and going. There was also a beach, which could barely be seen, the last time he went was last summer, the beach now probably holding new possibilities and new waves to be seen. Henry was a very imaginative person. Suddenly his phone rang, he rushed back to his nightstand, and answered with a tired, "Hello..?" It was his friend on the phone. "Hey! Henry. Did you get a weird letter in the mail?" Henry raised an eyebrow and then replied with a "Uhh..I don't even know, what's up bud?" He could hear the friend probably waving the letter back and forth over the phone. "It's a letter from the viking, Henry! They are literally asking the two of us to go to Sandias, the real Sandias. Where the mountain is..And the crazy insides that past people have gotten lost in because of all the mazes and the puzzles, it's literally just a 5-7 hour flight from our city! I never go on adventures with you lately..And I really wanna do this, bud."
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•Let Go of The World I revolve Around •
ФанфикшнA young man and his friend, part of a very obscure and not well-known group called Virtual Boy, go on the trip of a lifetime. The young man being named Henry, not much is known about his family. The duo of musicians find a very rare letter, asking t...
