Three young adults, each with different hair color, black, pure white, and ash gray, dusts themselves up as they stand up from the ground they fell into.

The one with the black hair looks up at the light protruding through the ceiling in the hole they fell through.

“Fucking hell man…”

The one with the white hair pats his clothes as he notices something familiar in his surroundings.

“Isn’t this..?”

The black haired man looks in front of him, his eyes piercing through time as he sees both painful but wonderful memories.

“Yeah it’s my home.”

Meanwhile the last girl is spitting the things that got in her mouth. She rubs her eyes to see more clearly, and squints it the moment she sees something familiar.

“Technically it’s not your home.”

“Yeah yeah whatever.”

She brushes off the debris off of her hat and proceeds to wear it complementing her frilly white one piece dress.

She notice the black haired man staring at her, so she gave him a smile that will send Zeus doing his magic, not only that she also raises a side of her dress revealing her thighs.

But as she is doing that the two has already left her behind.

“Ahh. Those bastards.”

She looks outside the living room and sees that the gate is already open, there he sees two guys both with the opposite hair color talking to each other about something.

“Why’re you guys so excited?”

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The two looks at her and answers her simultaneously

“We’re not.” ” We’re not.”

The black haired guy yawns and stretches to relive the stress in his body, as he thinks about what to do next. Before he could think about the next step, he remembers something crucial yet insignificant to him, names.

“Oh right…” the two looks at him as he stares up at the sky. “What’re our names?”

The girl raises her hand excitedly and shouts her answer.

“Hai! Hai! Hai! Me, first. My name will be Karl! And so will be the two of you!”

She points at the two of them with a grin on her face.

The two looks at her for a second, then ignores her as they talk to themselves.

“Wa- hey! It’s a good name!”

She shouts but she is ignored, with no choice left she sits back near the corner, holding her legs while sulking.

As the two is talking, and she is sulking something suddenly appears out of the corner of the street, a dog.

Although it is clearly a dog, something about it seems different, but they don’t have the time to worry about something like that as the dog is running at them full speed.

The black haired man shot and hits it in his body, and yet it doesn’t seem to stop.

The dog lunges at them, luckily another gunshot can be heard, and this time, it plowed through its head, the force was so heavy that the body of the dog got thrown a bit away from where they are.

The black haired man looks at the girl who is now standing up and thanks her.

“Thanks.”

Her expression softens, as she brings her hands to her back, she goes to his side and whispers to him.

“If you lick my feet I-“

Before she could finish her whole sentence his palm grabs her whole head.

“Wha-“

But as he is doing that, he could feel a soft and slimy object on his hand which causes him to let go.

“You’re disgusting.”

“Well if you told me that you’re into hardcore bdsm I still wouldn’t mind you know?”

The woman replied as if reliving the moment when her face got palmed by the man.

Meanwhile as they are messing around the white haired man is looking at the poor dog.

Parts of its brain flew out of his head. He could also see that the dog is unbelievably thin, that probably explains why it tried to attack them, not to mention it is salivating, pools of saliva forming.

But as he observes closer he sees something weird, it’s so subtle and so good at hiding that even he almost miss it.

There are small beads, not just in its saliva, but also in its blood.

And it’s not like there’s just five or 10 of them, there are multiple, he’d go as far and say that there are billions of them.

“Eggs.”

He looks over to his back and sees the bickering pair, their faces that were playing earlier cannot be seen, instead it is like the face when a baby is experiencing the world for the first time, to which made the face of the white haired man harden.

He looks back at the dog and asks him.

“You can see it?”

To which the black haired man replied.

“No. All I see is blood, saliva and chunks of brains.”

He reaches the dog, but is stop, as he can see something on his peripheral vision.

A gloves, a surgical gloves to be exact.

“If you’re going to do something to it at least wear some gloves. Cause that shits disgusting.”

He took the gloves, wore it, he headed back inside which confused the two and when he came back he brought with him a shovel.

“Where the fuck did he get that?”

“On the spaceship probably.”

“Shut your mouth for a sec…”

As he is burying the dog, the two are deciding what names they are planning on giving themselves, as well as their future course of actions.