The next day, Alex made a decision. He needed to confront his fears, to take action before it was too late. He couldn't just sit back and wait for the disaster to unfold; he had to warn people.
But how? He pondered, pacing his room. He considered talking to his parents, but he didn't want to burden them with what seemed like childish fears. Then he thought about the news—surely someone would listen to a story about a meteor, even if it was coming from a teenager.
That afternoon, he headed to the local news station, his heart pounding as he approached the entrance. The building loomed ahead, a stark reminder of the responsibility he felt.
As he stepped inside, the sterile atmosphere contrasted sharply with the chaos in his mind. He approached the receptionist, trying to calm his racing heart.
"Um, I'd like to speak to someone about a story I have," he stammered, feeling out of place.
"Do you have an appointment?" she asked, looking up from her computer.
"No, but it's urgent!" he insisted, his voice rising slightly.
She raised an eyebrow but picked up the phone, speaking softly. After a few moments, she gestured for him to take a seat.
Minutes felt like hours as he waited. Finally, a young reporter named Rachel appeared, her friendly demeanor putting him slightly at ease.
"Hi, I'm Rachel. What brings you in today?" she asked, smiling.
"I—uh, I've been having these dreams about a meteor. I think
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