Fortune

He again awoke from his dreams about the stars in the night sky and the “others” who were constantly watching over him. “Dreams are sometimes messages from the unknown parts of this strange universe.” his mother would tell him when he was younger and still learning.

Maths puzzles, to exactly know how many stars he dreamt of, but he never could understand the true meaning of reality. The way his father left him for milk.

How many droplets of milk are in a carton? How many grains of sand are on a beach? How many stars are visible in the night sky? How many electrons does it take to power my game console? Is it possible to answer any of these questions?

"No." The lady at the counter looked over Paul's shoulder & cried, "Next customer!" Paul was lost. He was sure 1 of those questions had an answer. If none of them could be answered, that meant the fortune in the cookie from Wok & Roll was true. He looked again at the paper & read

nothing at all, the words had disappeared. He looked up, the lady at the counter disappeared. Everything around him had disappeared and he was in blank space. Oh, shoot. Now he remembered the first fortune cookie he had ever eaten. "Everything will disappear." Now to escape.