David enjoyed a night out on the strip. Pretty girls, plenty of drinks, and a lot of illicit substances made his skin feel alive. When he was on the dance floor, he believed he was a God. His buddies would always hype him, recording his crazy antics.
"Yo David, what is that?" A voice behind him said, and he turned, looking up.
"Am I high?" David said, confused as he saw two suns. He turned to look at his buddy Ricky, but Ricky was too busy looking off into the distance. Snow capped mountains lay within their sight. The ground shook violently as people panicked, screaming as they made their way into the street, only to find that the street was no more. Teal colored grass and purple trees lay in between the clubs.
Then the power went out. The music stopped, and everything went silent.
