He was running at full speed through that dark alley covered in the blood of various people who had hurt him, and he was still running with a briefcase in his hand to save those who remained. It was five hundred billion in cash and on the other side of town was another briefcase with triple the amount. And yet he kept running with tears in his eyes, with a pang in his heart and a less metaphorical one in his left leg, the bullet was still there, and yet he ran at full speed praying that time did not run out. He stopped short when he came out of the alley and came face to face with his high school. That infernal place where his life went to hell, and yet he looks at it, killing himself to save the wretched who made him suffer. He wiped the tears from his face and kept running. “Attention everyone, we ask you to go to the launch center and board a rocket. Evacuate the planet, I repeat, EVACUATE THE PLANET. "The city's loudspeakers fell silent after the announcement. His heart was pounding like crazy and his asthma attack forced him to stop. He reached into his jacket pocket, pulled out his inhaler, and put it on his chest. mouth. One two Three. He inhaled, exhaled, and kept running. He increased his speed when he could see the great beam of light less than a kilometer away. He forced his legs to keep running and not stop despite the agonizing pain of the bullet still embedded inside. His left leg. He gasped and finally let out a groan of pain. He was so close. His eyes clouded again as he climbed the stairs to reach the place most feared by all. The room that hid that damn button Red that blew everything up. She climbed the stairs with her head full of painful memories. The lack of people at her parents' funeral, the endless sleepless nights, her abusive adoptive parents, the anguished nooks against the courtyard wall being g tracked down by his peers, the infidelity of his g his girlfriend, the betrayal of what he used to call his best friend, Patrik, and his death, the mysterious murder of his adoptive parents and the devastating fire in the hospital where the only person was staying that remained in his family. Life had not been fair to him, it never was and never would be, he was condemned to live a life of suffering and torture. But he kept running to avoid the destruction of that planet that treated him as reckless. There were only a few steps left when the heavy briefcase fell from her hands, she opened it, and dropped one of his bundles of bills. "Take it, no one will know if a hundred dollars are missing." "Give it back to me, it can save the planet." The noisy battle in his subconscious gave her a headache. "Shut up," he yelled heartbreakingly. He took the buns and put them in his pocket, then he'll come up with what he would do with them. He was running desperately for the door after the stairs and there, right in front of him, was that one-eyed man with a creepy smile, dressed in a high-quality suit and a tie that did not match his coat. He was facing the man who had one hand on the button that threatened to blow up the world. He blows up the world that bit him, chewed, and then spat in the mud. He was walking slowly in the direction of the terrifying subject. A single tear fell to the ground, he stopped to look at her, and in her, he saw his whole life, his shitty life. There he was, standing, watching that shitty world go to hell, and yet he started walking ready to save it. He stopped inches from the villain who scared the world for nearly a year, looked him in the face, put the briefcase on the ground, and crawled over to the red button. He saw how he glowed and smiled "If you want to take the money ... but remember I'm not destined to save this fucking planet ... but to destroy it." He raised his hand and pressed the button immediately, causing that floating ball in the middle of outer space to explote.