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  1. Dimensional chapter one.
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  4. We start off our story of what seems to be a normal family getting ready for dinner
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  7. *Current Year 2032*
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  9. *time: 8:30 PM*
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  12. We see a mother with jet black hair seeming to be cooking something in the kitchen listening to music of sorts
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  15. “Honey! Could you please bring koral down so he can come eat dinner!”
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  18. A father with dark brown hair sitting on the couch in the front watching television getting up stretching his arms up
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  21. “Yeah sure I’ll get him!”
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  24. The father would then walk up a fleet of stairs walking down a hallway stopping in front of a door knocking on it lightly
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  27. “Hey sport dinners ready!”
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  30. The small eight year old black haired boy sitting on his chair next to his desk seeming to be studying replied to his father
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  33. “Ok dad! I’ll be right down!”
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  36. The father soon then tap the door lightly walking away from the door walking down the stairs sitting down at the the end of the Square dinner table as the jet black haired mother would fix the table
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  38. “Is he coming down?”
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  41. Said the mother
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  44. “Yeah he said he’ll be down in a minute.”
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  47. The black haired boy soon opened up his door walking down the stairs wearing just a simple dark blue jeans dark blue shirt and black sneakers (sketchers!) sitting down at the left side of the square diner table
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  50. “What’s for dinner mom?”
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  53. Said the black haired boy excited to know what it’ll be hopping it’ll be his favorite fettuccine Alfredo!
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  56. The mother replied with a slight smile on her face
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  59. “It’s your favorite koral! Fettuccine Alfredo.”
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  62. The boy then smiled happily and brightly!
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  65. She would chuckle lightly at her son’s excitement
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  68. “You always seem so excited for fettuccine. I guess it really is your favorite huh?”
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  71. The boy would look at his mother still with his smile plastered on his face
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  74. “Well Yeah of course ma! It’s always been my favorite! You forgot?”
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  77. The mother would then soon take the bowl of the pasta and place it in korals dish while also turning on the the news channel on the television then soon sitting down on the right side of the square dinner table watching
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  80. On the news we see two reporters who seem to be discussing something serious
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  83. The male reporter would shuffle his papers while then soon looking at camera
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  86. “We come to you live with news straight from the Russian government themselves apparently from them they state” “citizens all around the world listen we have information that the US government has planned to nuke and bomb Russia and five others states! In a week or so please we ask all of you to find shelter! We have a facility that will protect you all! If you can please make your way there it’s the only way for you’re survival! come to the facility it is the only chance you have!” “with that being said we advise you all to go to this facility for your and your family’s safety it is supposed to be at least 30 minutes away from out of russia I advise you to all make your way there now”
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  89. With that the broadcast ended and silence filling the room the mother would have a shocked and terrified look on her face
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  92. “W-We have to go! Now! Honey we have to pack and we need to go now!”
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  95. The mother said with fear in her voice as the father would rush up the stairs getting ready to pack
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  97. “I-I’m on it! We’ll be out of here in 20 minutes or so! Everyone get ready! Honey! Pack some stuff for koral!”
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  100. The boy would look scared and confused by all this just wanting to eat his dinner not knowing what to do
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  103. “I-Is everything gonna be ok?... are we gonna be alright?...”
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  106. The mother would look at her son walking over to him and cupping her left hand on her son’s cheek trying to comfort him
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  108. “Koral it’s going to be fine trust me... come on let’s pack your stuff.”
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  111. The mother would grab her son’s hand and walked up the stairs into his room
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  114. The boy would look down fallowing his mother still somewhat scared of this whole thing
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  117. “O-Ok ma...”
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  120. We then see the mother getting a black duffel bag while grabbing some of her son’s clothes and belongings
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  123. “Sweetie is there anything special you want to pack?”
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  126. The boy would then think as he soon ran over to his closet pulling out what seems to be a superhero toy of a man with a red cape and blue outfit with what seems to be a S in the middle of his chest
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  129. “I wanna bring one of my favorite toys... is that alright mom?”
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  132. The mother would giggle lightly taking the toy out of her son’s hand and placing it in the duffel bag
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  135. “Of course its ok koral.”
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  138. The father then soon walked into his son’s room holding a yellow duffel bag all packed up
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  141. “Is everyone ready? If so then let’s go!”
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  144. The mother soon packed up everything of her son’s stuff closing the zipper so it stays shut
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  147. “Were ready. C’mon koral let’s go.”
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  150. The family would soon then walk out of their house putting their bags inside the trunk of their truck while they hop in driving off to the facility
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  153. We soon see koral quickly drift off to sleep in the back of the car trying to take his mind off of all this
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  156. The mother would sigh with worry in her voice
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  159. “I just hope this is all gonna turn out alright...”
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  162. The father would look at his wife while still keeping an eye on the road trying to comfort her
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  165. “Don’t worry everything’s gonna be fine... there’s nothing to worry about.”
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  168. The mother would look back to see her son sleeping in the car then quickly looked back at her husband
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  171. “I sure hope so... I guess we just have to wait and see...”
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