Kurt ran wildly, not realizing how much time had passed, nor how many meters, or even kilometers he ran, after he had given that very first step.
It was as if everything passed by him in the blink of an eye.
Even time became, somehow, meaningless during Kurt's pursuit of the red, falling object that pierced through the sky towards the ground.
As if when he closed his eyes very briefly, he had passed out for the briefest of moments, and at the same time, for the longest while.
And when he opened his eyes again, not knowing how his body could move that fast, or walk that far without having him at least pant ever so slightly, he was in front of the crater where the meteor had fallen.
Still smoking, the meteor lay like a sleeping beast at the bottom of that enormous cavity in the earth.
And the hole it had left was gigantic.
Big enough and deep enough to fit an entire lake, with fish and all.
