Chapter 3: Something's different

A deep frown is stuck on Amos's face.

" The bus is later than usual...70 minutes late is just too much."

In order to calm down, Amos starts using the All-Encompassing breathing technique.

Many minutes passed and Amos sees all the buses that were supposed to arrive earlier all at once.

"Hmph. Not only are they late, they arrived at the same time... Wait! Stop!"

As the buses speed past him, Amos let a single tear out from his left eye.

" My life is really too hard!"

Reaching into his Swiss Army backpack, Amos pulls out his trusty, mat black android phone

" I hope this can help solve my problems"

While browsing through Instagram, Snapchat, Tik Tok, his bus finally comes 10 minutes later.

After taking a seat on the bus Amos stealthily slides his backpack to the seat next to him in order to secure extra space on the nearly full bus.

While more people enter the bus most elderly and some college students are made to stand due to lack of seating space.

While watching the old men and women struggling to stand on a bumpy bus ride, Amos consciously lowers his head to check the messages on his phone even though there was none.

" I stood outside for over an hour, they should learn to stand too"

If anyone else had heard his thoughts, they would have labeled him as a selfish, ignorant, and a devious youth.

Because the bus stopped at a red light near his campus for so long, Amos realized his History class was about to end?

"Although I would just be watching a documentary, there could be random quizzes and attendance calls" Amos thought as many things whizzed through his head.

While the bus splashed through the water from the over flooded gutters, Amos decides to get off at his stop and test how well his breathing technique has improved his lung capacity.

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"Another one," said a clean-cut, slim man whose around 5'11 ordering another whiskey

" Jim, this is your 11th cup. We might have to cut you off soon." said the bartender.

" I got a massive contract and used the money to build myself a mighty mansion in the city. Do you know how happy I am right now? Get me the whole bottle."

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" Alright boss, you got it, " said a middle-aged man in a black suit with heavily tinted sunglasses.

After smoking through about half of his cigarette, he flicked his cigarette onto a well-placed puddle.

The puddle must have been flammable because the cigarette didn't fizz out, no, instead the puddle caught fire and spread very fast.

"The job's done," said the man in black as a massive explosion goes off behind him.

Weird enough because as the explosion went off the man in black never turned around, he just walked off into the distance with steady steps that created a weird pattern.

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* Riiiinnnnnngggg*

Jim picks up his phone and gets a call from the fire department that his house that was just built, so new that he hadn't stepped into it yet has caught fire.

" I've gotta go, put the bill on my tab" Jim said to the bartender as he rushed out of the bar.

As Jim got into his car, Amos realized that as 7 minutes passed he was still able to hold his breath.

" something is going on" said Amos as he is taking in a huge breath of air.

* Vrrrroooommmmm*

Jim whizzes by in a brand new Mercedes.

* Splash*

A wave of dirty groundwater makes its way towards Amos while he's mid breath.

A crusty wave of coughing erupted from Amos as he is trying to get rid of the dirty water that's rushing into his lungs.

Vision darkening, Amos tries everything he can to stay alive so he decides to practice his mysterious All-Encompassing breathing technique hoping something will come out of it.

When he could only see a sliver of light he says to himself.

" I thought today would be a good day."