It was an unusual, yet magnificent sight to put eyes upon. A human being gaining the ability to fly. Centuries of failed attempts in human gliding, and we’re the first to ever experience this phenomenon.
The affected woman of this ability is probably surrounded with many scientists and gadgets, stripped of all her rights as a human. It’s unknown to us what to consider her as. So far, we don’t know the cause of her flight, whether it’s a mutation or birth-related scenario. Her classification didn’t really matter to the public. The only thing needed to be heard to send someone to a laboratory is “that person isn’t human”.
After acquiring fact on this situation, the news channels across the whole world documented this situation. Scientists beyond this land shrivel in excitement to catch the next cruise to Crousta Dynasty.
Today was a sun-blasting day. My sweat drips down my forehead as I reach for a cool towel to prevent a heat stroke. It was thankfully my day off, so I had the opportunity to head out to the beach. I open one of my wooden shelves, to reveal a stash of swimsuits. My hand grips onto one and I slip into it, unconscious of my today’s choice. I head out on the porch where I find my beach bag hanging on a crook. I dig through the mess to find my sunscreen, and spread a blob of the concoction on my tanned skin.
I abandon my sunscreen task and scroll through my phone with my oily hands. Apparently, my friend texted me that the team is doing a flying test drive on the girl at the beach. She sends me a picture to prove it, but the sun is so bright that I barely make anything out. I decide to dump my phone into my beach bag, and slip on my flip-flops.
As I arrive to the beach, my friends direct me to the site. There, I recognize one of my old friends from Texas and I find out their mission for the Bird Girl.