In the middle of the classroom, with my knees on the ground and three heavily armed men surrounding me… I still couldn’t help but grin,

         ‘My plan worked!’ I thought to myself.

         You might be wondering how I even got myself stuck in a situation like this. It all started on a fateful Tuesday morning.

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         I had just gone off to school on a Tuesday morning when I saw a strange man in a white lab coat running through my street. When he ran by, he dropped a small blue box. At the time I had no clue what I got myself into by picking it up. Right after I did, a man dressed in an expensive looking black suit grabbed me by the shoulder,

         “Kid, tell me. Did you see a geek in smart-looking clothes running around here?” he asked while shaking me back and forth.

         “E-eh,” I hesitated to speak. I quickly slid the box in my pants’ back pocket, “He went that way,” I said while pointing in the opposite direction he ran off to.

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         In the blink of an eye the black-dressed man continued his chase.

         With a sigh of relief I dropped my shoulders and relaxed for a second. Whoever that science guy was, he owes me one. I carefully looked around to make sure that the coast was clear, before taking the box out of my pocket. I held it above my eyes and closely looked if there was an opening anywhere.

         It took me a second, but at last I figured out that the cuboid shaped box opens from its long side—like a treasure chest. Upon opening it, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Inside the little blue box was an egg.

         Due to the overconsumption of roosters–to spare chickens, so that they can lay more eggs–chickens all over the world failed to reproduce because of the lack of their male counterpart. The result; they were declared extinct years ago. The last time I held an egg in my hand I was still a toddler. Reportedly, the last chicken egg has already been laid.

         Scientists have since found ways to make artificial–good tasting–chicken meat. However, they still haven’t figured out how to make eggs. Unfortunately there are no other bird species that lay eggs quite as delicious as chickens do. Thus, the people have to patiently wait to have meals with eggs in them.

         People who love patisserie have been struck the most by these unfortunate chain of events. To be completely honest, I don’t really care. The thing I miss the most in my life is my grandmother’s omu-rice.

         Anyways, let’s return to that fateful morning.