Chapter 1: What's going on ?

April 2047
6.45h Time to wake up. Holographic alarm clock rings. A landscape of a calm sea, reflectec in the whole room, while my favorite music is playing. Ahhh....I stretched and dress slowly. Low to the kitchen for breakfast.
While I am taking breakfast, I see the image of my personal assistant.
- Good morning, Peter- greets me - Temperature in the city of Mignoug 50°F. A cool day. So do not forget to wear your jacket when you go outside to the street.
- Aagg...instead of my personal assistant looks like my mother -he thought.
Surely she has programmed it before going to work.
While my assistant tells me the morning advice, I press the buttom that notifies me of the count of dead...there is already 18.715
I'm starting to scare myself...What it seemed something temporaly, is taking more and more lives.
Thank goodness he's still in distant cities and for the moment here in Mignoug nobody has diet yet.
It all started about 2 months ago.
At firts, the authorities believed that would be something without much importance and temporary, as in other similar occasions, but this time is different and the worst thing is that they do not even know the cause or how to combat it.
They do not know if it will be a kind of virus or if will be something else.
But the truth is that it's creepy.
Someone is so calm, maybe event this by your side, and suddenly die and in a few minutes his body disintegrates remaining alone tiny particles of the person.
That if the wind blows it takes them.
The disturbing question that people ask is...Will I be next?
7.15h Oh, I'm late.
I can not waste any more time, or I'll be late for class.
I also have to go to Cristy's ( My girlfriend's ) house to look for her. And so were are going to be late, she and me.
The Cristy house is 5 blocks away from my house, and I always go running to yours. The record has it in 4 minutes, 15 seconds.
But I have no energy today...4 minutes 28 secons. That bad!

Cristy is already at the door looking at me with a defiant face...
- What! Can not you get there in time, not once? - She tells me.
I'm going to be late and the scolding give it to me. And I assure you that my biology teacher is not as nice as your teacher.
I'm sorry but not waiting for you the next day.

Unintentionally a laugh escapes me.

- Ah wow! You make fun of me too?
It is ok! It's time for you to mature! - She made a reproach to Peter.
- Is that you look very beautiful when you get angry. And I love to see you wrinkle those pretty eyebrows. - Peter told him
- This time you will not soften me Peter.
-Okay sorry, I'll try to improve.- He said to end the discussion.

They kept walking quickly until they reached their study center.
Which das another 5 blocks from Cristy's house.
The center of studies was high technology, one of the most advanced in the city.
Although at the time of entry the center is always a bustling place, that particular morning was more than usual.
We kept going until we saw what was happening.
And the hustle and bustle along with the confussion increased as we approached.
To the place began to arrive the police, the forensic doctors, etc.
Suddenly we could not move any further.
We could only see men dressed all in white in quilted suits and covered with masks.
They went with that special medical equipment.
There was a fenced perimeter and you could not go any further.
Near there Cristy saw Ross, one of her best friends.
She had arrived several minutes before and had seen what happened.
- You will not believe it... it's very strong - said Ross - Our biology teacher Mr. Guss, he was talking to Parker and...( She had to swallow before continuing as his eyes began to glow and could barely keep talking ) ¡He has desintegrated, disappeared, vaporized! ¡I have seen it with my own eyes! But the plague that or whatever has arrived here.
¡ I do not want to die Cristy, don't want to die!
Although Cristy's friend had always been quite hypochondriac, this time we could not blame her.
To hear the friend of Cristy say those words we are accelerated our heart.
Teachers began to arrive trying to maintain order and not lose the composure themselves.
¡Come to your classes! We can't do anything else here. Already the most qualified personnel for it. If someone does not feel strong after what happened, today you can go home.
The rest go to their classes. But we can't stay here obstructing the work of the police and the experts.
Repeated again with more determination: ¡ Go to your classroom, please!

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