"What?" Annie finally squeezed out the question after 30 seconds of dumb shock moment.
"You are an interia." The eccentric man neither smiled nor winked, his eyes determined and face impressionless.
"I don't understand, you just pulled me in to the bush, and now you are calling me a wierd name, well, I think it sounds more like a category than a name. Who the hell are you?" Annie replied a bit furiously.
"Shhh... Do you where you are?"
"Hmmm...I am in my university, on my way back to my dorm!I walk this path every single day, of course I know where I am."
"No, you are in the CRACK."
"What?..."
The man turned his gaze back to the moon and said,
"In each CRACK there exists one strongest characteristic, it can be an emotion, and attitude or a belief. In the crack, power enhance with the strength of their emotion, attitude and belief.People walked in and out of cracks as their thoughts alters, a lot of times people do not even notice they walked in the crack."
"What?...Well, if your CRACK really exists, how can people not have noticed? What's different in the crack and the real world?"
"Is there times when you just can't find someone, now through cellphone or any media? Do you sometimes get phone calls where you see who's calling but you just can't hear their voice? Do you ever encounter situations when friends cancel meetings abruptly? That's because they are in different cracks, and you cannot possibly meet, so those reasons just occur to hide the existence of the crack."
"I can't believe what you are talking about, okay, so why do you know all these? And what is a inertia?" Annie's curiosity fought over her anger, and questions filled her mind.
"I am the creator." The man replied calmly.
