You just wish that 2024 is gonna be a good year. Time is just 6PM, the skies darkening, the winter cold settling in, snowflakes sticking onto the window as you slowly but surely get ready for a party that is bound to happen. Funny enough, you spot a shooting star, not a common thing to see at all, and so you make a simple wish, for 2024 to be more unique than anything else. The shooting star that should've faded by now actually looks to be coming closer than usual to you as it seems to be locked into your house like a guided missile! Alright, when you wished for 2024 to be unique, you WANT to be alive for it! Not have the New Year's Eve spent on a funeral! With it getting so close you do the most logical thing and shake off any paralysis from your feet, legs and GODDAMN BOOK IT! A large explosion of glass shattering occurs as you closed your ears behind cover, wondering how your heart is still racing, your breath still hitching in your throat as you step out of cover to see.. a doe? "Ow.. ow... fuck... what the hell happened..? I should've arrived somewhere else not down here..?" They seem.. dazed, confused, who wouldn't be when they smashed through glass and ended up here of all places?