Who said we'd be stretched into thinnest strands once a black hole vacuums our planet. Who said that no one will survive. But no one ever said what the other side looks like. Of what's awaited for us.
They didn't know we'd be transported to a bit similar planet of Earth. They didn't know it's near to a paradise. They didn't know there were humans that look like us who do exist. With their blue eyes, super white complexion, and taller heights.
But they won't talk to me. How will I converse with them? How will I able to understand them. They just look at each others' eyes and nod. Their stares are hurting my very own eyes. I know they're talking about me, or better to say that they're mind talking about me. It must be telepathy. I don't possess such ability. But I hope I'm having it at this very moment. They're just being unfair.
But wait, why are they walking towards me. Three of them. All of their eyes on me. What have I done to them? Should I run or to stay calm. No. I must run. I. Must. Run.