Hello Hope

"This is getting out of control!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs! He tried steering the cart but the column had snapped, the brake line was cut, he was going straight down the top of the mountain, he couldn't stop it! If he jumped, he'd die, if he stayed in the cart he'd have more time, but eventually hit an object at full force, fall in style and eventually die. He'd rather be a fashionable guy. " fuck it! Enjoy the ride!" He told himself above the buzzing of the small, burning hot wheels. "Bring it on!!!" He leaned forward and picked up more speed, the wind in his face made him feel alive, he forgot about death and made the best of the here and now. Trees began to appear more heavily then before, the road became shadowy, he couldn't see as far ahead. "YEAHHHHHH!!!" He was starting to feel better then ever before. There were small gaps in the forest that allowed certain beams of light to shine through, the only wind those trees could feel was from Peter's speeding cart, he created a tunnel. In the distance he could see a sharp curve in the road. "I guess this is it, buddy. It's been nice knowing you..." As he approached the curve, something didn't seem right, he felt....hope.. And before he could even realize what the feeling was, the speed on his cart opened a portal, a new dimension in his reality and as the cart hit the scattered rocks, he flew off and through a black hole, sucked in instantly, painlessly. he was teleported into a red sky, wearing an open parachute. Still yelling in fear, he looked around with no understanding, floating calmly in a sea of red, he couldn't see the ground, a plane sped by and caught him in the air, cutting his parachute strings, landing on his ass on a steel floor. A beautiful woman held her arm out to him, still living in his here and now, Peter thought he was seeing an angel, a perfect angel in a purple flannel shirt. She helped Peter up to his feet and gave him a big, tight hug. Peter felt warm, he felt that feeling of hope he felt right before he thought he was going to die, except this time, he knew what the feeling was. "W-w-what's your n-name?" Peter was still a bit shooken up from this strange journey, "my name is Hope!" Peter smiled.. Something he forgot that he could do..