"You could have killed him." a distance voice spokeas footsteps started to gallop away. The boy also run away, turning to right to see a girl looking relieved. 

A man with black hair and brown  tips wearing a dark blue suit with plaid tan shoes walking across the street as the stop sign was present for pedestrians. The man grasped as the truck was stopped in fron tof hime, merely inches away from himself. He then quickly cross the street. "I..I..could have dead there." 

"Was I about to be transported to a new world?" 

Later that day,  the man was speaking with an elderly woman in the house. 

"I quit my job." the man said proudly. 

"Why did you do that?" the woman asked, sounding dissappointed. 

"Becuase..why should I rot away at a boring old office." the man argued, but hsi reasoning was he needed to prepared for being dead. 

"Cause you need money and a reason to live." 

The man was stunned. "No,mom. I want to find another reason."

The man then stormed off, climbing up soem stairs to a room. He then collasped in the bed in the corner, letting out a big sigh. 

"What happened?" the man looked to his left to see a glowing green pixie with a fuzzy golden hair and matching flats. 

"My mom is thinking the another world will never happen." he sighed, burying his face in a pillow. 

The next day, the man sit in a car as a U-haul truch followed behind. 

Well, I guess. This is it then. the man thoguht to himself, looking out of the window to a white building with two windows. Its windows staring back at him. My family don't want to house me anymore. My brothers. Sisters. Even mom and dad. Oh, well, maybe grandfather will have me. 

The vechicles then was driving through greeny countryside. 

"Grandad." the man said happily as an elder man stood in the doorway with his arms crossed, sending a frown at his smiling grandson. 

"You quit your job."  the grandpa said sternly, not uncrossing his arms. 

"Yes." grandson dropping his smile. 

"You will work for the village at 7:00." the frown has completely shown.