The cycle

"Allen.....WAKE UP....and come down...."I heard mom calling me snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I'm already awake. I'll be down soon" Quickly replying back, i went to take a bath.

While the water hit my body , i tried to recall what happened from my memories.

"Either i am mental , or all of this is true...But how can i prove it.... If i said these to someone else they

would think i'm mad." Getting changed i started walking down the stairs , to the kitchen.

When i got down mom and dad had already been ready to go out.

"Why are you guys dressed...? Are we going somewhere this morning" I asked them.

"I'm sorry Allen, I know its your birthday. But we got a call from work. They need us there now." Dad said apologizing to me.

A chill went up my spine. Both of my parents, Albert Warren and Danielle Warren were lead physicists , doing a research on something called a hyperspace.

"This....." I was stunned.

"This scene.....this conversation.....no...it can't be...! I can't let them go." I thought recalling my memories.

"Noo noo no...you can't go.... Not today. Can't you just go tomorrow...? "

"Allen..don't be like that. You're a big boy now aren't you? You know how important this is for us." She said trying to make me understand.

"No. More important than me..?"

"Of course not. What's gotten into you. You've been weird this morning." Mom said worridley.

"No...it's not me..You're going to be in danger" I Said trying to convince them.

"What danger. Don't be such a kid now...aunty Diana is going to come over. You be nice to her.

And we'll make sure to come back early today,okay.." Mom said taking her bag.

"Come on Danielle we are going to be late." Dad called from outside

"Coming....goodbye sweetie.." She replied kissing my forehead.

And before i could say anything more she went out and closed the door.

Leaving a confused me behind.

"This....can't be happening now...."

[Fast forward]

Couple of days later...

I am now standing in a graveyard. In front of my parent's grave. It is just like i remember.

Something went wrong with their experiment.And the whole institute blew up.

It's pretty much of a big scoop for media right now. "The tragedy of the century"

It's raining pretty well. People dressed in black are coming and going paying their respects.

Aunt Diane is still sobbing.

Why am i not crying...? People should cry at times like this....right..?

why don't i have any tears then...?

[Timeskip]

"Life's been pretty boring...This feels like watching a movie on replay.

I decided to follow my parent's path and pursue their work.

Hyperspace. Also called sub-space or even warp space , where laws of physics would differ from our own.

Where lightspeed or even greater travels would be possible.

Hyperspace is warped in comparison to Earth's dimension , so that the distance between two points in the hyperspace might be immensely shorter than the distance between the equivalent points in Earth's dimension.

If we could crack it even interstellar travel would be possible in a matter of seconds.

It might be possible to open a portal by speeding up photon in a collider via certain means

and that's what they did too.

But the portal exploded sucking everything in and then blowing them out.

Guess we'll need more advanced tech to cruise through it.

Anyway it's been a few years now since all of that happened.

I'm in high school now. After the death of my parents i was taken in by aunt Diane.

And then we moved from Brooklyn to Queens where she lives. And i'm currently attending Midtown School of Science and Technology.

It's a nice place.Although i'm quite bored, since i kinda know all the things that they teach here.

Yeah.I just need to refresh them a little. It's like i've a learned them already.

And i haven't forgotten about that vision yet.

I don't see them now , but i keep hearing a voice in my sleep.

Telling me to not forget it. Forget what...? The dream..?

Just like i remember the attack on new york , yeah it happened just like i thought it would. Which makes me sure that i wasn't dreaming.

[Timeskip]

"Why is this happening to me again...? This feeling...it's" I ran through the streets as a familiar scene replayed itself.

People begun dusting. Empty cars drove into one another. Even a helicopter came crashing to a building.

And then that dreaded scene unfolded before my eyes...starting from the hands , me too dusted away.

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Then..i woke up in my bed again. Sun rays fell onto my face. Looking around the room it was my old room.

"I'm damn sure this time."