As Suzuki and Rogito (the terrier) were projected faster upwards, both were terrified and screaming.
Rogito had found his voice and was yelping excitedly when Suzuki, suddenly heard Rogito speaking. "Let me out of here, I was just going for a peaceful walk in Times Square looking for some action, and now I am flying upwards being held by a crazy guy with golden wings. What is going on"?
Suzuki was scared and he had given up all attempts of saving Eugene. She was floating slowly to the ground and fire brigade were holding a large net two meters above the ground aiming to catch her safely.
The two security guards at Times Square had lowered their guns as they could no longer see the gold winged flying upwards man holding a dog.
As Suzuki the Rogito, soared higher, Suzuki could feel his muscles strengthing but his body was burning and his face red with heat, was sweating profusely. His hands were glowing with a golden tinge and appeared to be heating up before his eyes.
Rogito yelped, " Your mitts are getting too hot and making my hair burn. I am getting on your back and holding on to your wings. I am only five years old and too young to die". Rogito held on to Suzuki's sweater and progressively moved to Suzuki's back to reach his wings which were cold as ice.
Suzuki and Rogito were moving through the icy air at around 200 kilometers per hour, at least it felt that fast.
They looked upwards and could see a red rocket breathing fire heading straight for them .................continued
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