I had superpowers. There was a gigantic piece of rectangular metal, 10 times bigger than a billboard, floating high up in the air right near the enemy's air base headquarters. I was in the heart of the city filled with high rises and packed with people in the streets. They were all staring at the shiny object in the sky, entranced. Then I looked up, gave a cool piercing stare at the billboard, and marched forward as I began to raise my hands up as if to control it. And control it I did. I swiveled my hands like I was molding chakra clay and the huge piece of metal moved accordingly in the air. I was like Yoda, but less eco-friendly. I tried to bring it down slowly, but suddenly I lost control and the billboard thingy was now free-falling straight toward the street. I waved my hands, flexed my fingers, and did whatever I could to keep it in control, but after a few failed attempts I knew it was over.
KAAAABOOOOOOOOM!
The piece of metal fell through one of the tallest buildings, splitting it in half, and exploded in the middle of the street. Car alarms. Screaming. Crying. Sirens. Smoke. Debris. The whole 9.9 yards. The building was catching fire and spreading quickly. I ran towards the building's entrance, breathed in as deep as I could, and then exhaled super cold air through the whole building. wooooosh* The fire was no more. Victory.
Then I went over to a house one block down and listened to someone play Amazing Grace on the piano.
And the rest is mystery.
omyy chakraaaaaaa
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