As the wind whistled in his ears and the rushing air hit him like a train, Alen struggled to keep his eyes open and maintain his balance. The bike shot through the sky, surpassing the clouds and venturing even higher.
Desperately searching for the brakes, Alen found himself unable to locate them. In the bikes of his world, the brakes would typically be on the right side of the handle, near the engine. But this bike seemed to lack any such mechanism.
Alen found himself trapped on a machine he couldn't control, getting farther away from the ground with each passing moment. Breaking through the dark cover of clouds, he was greeted by a breathtaking sight on the other side. The top of the clouds glowed with a warm orange hue, the sun casting a beautiful light. However, his momentary awe was cut short as the bike suddenly began descending rapidly.
