The Unpredicted Ascendance Of Ashton Pearce

GOING TO THE HOSPITAL

The road was clear and calm. The sun was barely up– trying to sleep in a bit or rather still feeling drowsy– and the sky was a calming blue decorated with a few partially fading white smoke-like clouds.

A cool breeze blew against Ashton's face as he jogged down the road ahead of him.

A few others decided on a morning jog as well to heat up themselves due to the coldness of the weather but it was only a scanty number.

A single bead of sweat formed on his head as he made his way down the free road, even after jogging for almost a long while now, he still wouldn't sweat.

The weather was cooling rather quickly even though it was still autumn everywhere.

A thought came and left Ashton's mind as soon as it entered. ‘What if that arrogant man has an attack a day sooner than I expect?’

As the question began to build up in his mind, a sudden vibration from his pocket caused the thought to disappear completely.

He stooped to catch his breath for not even up to a second before dipping his