Kuto’s life no. 942
One day, Kuto was out walking near his home in Saint Vincent and the Grenadines when he came across a black backward cap lying on the ground. He picked it up and put it on his head, not knowing that this simple act would change his life forever.
As soon as Kuto donned the cap, he felt a sudden shock of electricity coursing through his body. It was so intense that he fell to the ground, unconscious. When he awoke a few moments later, he found himself in a strange world that looked nothing like Saint Vincent and the Grenadines.
He was standing in front of an enormous castle made of black stone. From within its walls came the sound of laughter and music- but there was something off about it all. The laughter sounded forced and artificial, as if those who were laughing didn't really want to be doing so.
As Kuto approached the castle gates, they opened automatically for him. He walked through them into a grand courtyard where hundreds of people were milling about or dancing to music that blared from hidden speakers. Everyone seemed happy and carefree- but again, something just didn't seem right to Kuto.
He tried to approach one of the revelers to ask what was going on but they only laughed in response and continued dancing without missing a beat. No matter how much Kuto tried, he couldn't get anyone to give him a straight answer; it was as if they had all been hypnotized by whatever force was behind this bizarre party scene before him
As soon as Kuto donned the cap, he felt a sudden shock of electricity coursing through his body. It was so intense that he fell to the ground, unconscious. When he awoke a few moments later, he found himself in a strange world that looked nothing like Saint Vincent and the Grenadines.
He was standing in front of an enormous castle made of black stone. From within its walls came the sound of laughter and music- but there was something off about it all. The laughter sounded forced and artificial, as if those who were laughing didn't really want to be doing so.
As Kuto approached the castle gates, they opened automatically for him. He walked through them into a grand courtyard where hundreds of people were milling about or dancing to music that blared from hidden speakers. Everyone seemed happy and carefree- but again, something just didn't seem right to Kuto.
He tried to approach one of the revelers to ask what was going on but they only laughed in response and continued dancing without missing a beat. No matter how much Kuto tried, he couldn't get anyone to give him a straight answer; it was as if they had all been hypnotized by whatever force was behind this bizarre party scene before him
