(prolog)Have we lived a good life?

[My Dear?]

{Yes?}

[Were you making any plans for tomorrow?]

{Plans? With whom, there is no one left.}

[I see.]

{Why are you asking?}

[I was just thinking about a few things.]

{My love, why don´t you tell me about it if it bothers you that much?}

[Do you still remember that vision a couple of weeks ago?]

{The one this so-called Goddess Gaia sent to all humans? Of course, I do.}

[Seems the German military is preparing to launch an operation in accordance to Lady Gaia´s bidding.]

{And ?}

[I just received an e-mail from a former comrade, who explained the whole situation.]

{Will you let me know of the content of this message?}

[It looks like the goddess gifted each country a limited amount of gems which allows you to go to another world and start a new life, they currently searching for volunteers to prove the feasibility.]

{Do you think about to join in the volunteer group?}

[Not really, but ...]

{But?}

[I mean ...]

{Yes?}

[Don´t you think that our life became exaggerating boring now?]

{What are you talking about?}

[Sitting around, doing nothing.]

{You were traveling your whole life while I was working, is it that bad sitting here, doing nothing.}

[Of course not, being with you is all I ever wanted.]

{Then what do you want?}

[Going together.]

{What?}

[I thought that all these years we never did something extraordinary together.]

{So, you want to go to another world for something like this?}

[Aren´t you interested? Also, the timing is nearly to perfect.]

{Of course I am but not to the extent of just wanting to hop right in.}

[But don't you think all of this is amazing? The whole world is speaking one language again. Babylonian. And you will get a second youth, an entirely new life.]

{Isnt all of this a tiny bit to risky?}

[My beloved wife, you are aware that both of us have only round about six years of life expectancy left? Why not betting some old and some gorgeous bones instead of some youngsters?]

{I don´t know.}

[My dear, we have nothing in this world to bind us, no children, no family, no friends, and not even pets. What is there to hesitate? We only have to grow up for 16 years over there, and then we can go on a journey together, seeing things no one on earth has ever seen before.]

{Do you really think we should join the military operation despite being that old?}

[Yes I do; also there is no age restriction, and we can only join tomorrow since that is the designated time by Lady Gaia. And by the way, we will still be civilians.]

{I am not sure about this!}

[Dear?]

{Yes?}

[Do you want to go on a first and last adventure with me?]

{...}

[...]

{...}

{...}

{...}

[Dear?]

{Alright stubborn.}

[YES! I am making the preparations.]

{Dear Lord, what kind of pirate ship did I boarded just now.}

[Mine.]

The old man stood up and smiled brightly.

{Well, at least this time I can have an eye on you.}

The 90+-year-old walked up to the telephone while leaning on a beautiful black cane.

*dial*

"Hello?"

[Hello Meier, is that you?]

_END Prolog_