cutie pie woke up a few hours later, not because of some thunder, not because the rain stopped, it was due to lack of oxygen.

completely unaware of what's happening, he thought for a second.

he feels weightless.

he cant breathe.

HE'S DROWNING.

he swims up to the surface, holding on to a stray wooden plank.

he went on the wooden plank and luckily enough, it was able to support his weight.

after a few minutes of drifting aimlessly across the seemingly ocean sized rain flood, he bumped into something.

another wood raft.

and it was big.

"it probably has a lot of people on it." cutie pie thought.

so he carefully walked to the one thing on it that caught his interest. a chest.

he slowly opened it, and it had lots and lots of items in it.

"ill just take what i need..." cutie pie said out loud, even though nobody is near him.

he went searching through it and found a backpack. he figured he might need it later on, so he took it.

after a few more seconds of searching, he found a pizza box.

he carefully put it in his backpack, and went back on his floating plank.

little did he know, he was spotted.

cutie pie continued aimlessly drifting until he eventually fell asleep.

but something was odd about this dream.

there was a floating blue head that looked similar to him, it almost looked like a hologram.

"who are you?" cutie pie said.

"I am your conscience." the blue cutie pie (that's what we will call him for now) lied.

"its best you go to the sewers now," the blue cutie pie said. "people are after you."

"mhm." cutie pie said.

apparently, that short dream lasted nearly 2 hours, and he cant waste any more time now.

he quickly dove down to the lid of the sewers.

"please let this backpack be waterproof..." he thought to himself. 

he quickly opened the sewer door and entered it, many gallons of water followed him.

luckily, he was able to close it before the sewers became flooded.

and up above, in the flooded streets, a war for survival is taking place...