But Marty had a plan. He knew how he was going to save the world. He planted the near lifeless branch he had salvaged from the wrecked earth.

In his gloomy room, wriggles of light beams sprinted through the sticky, dirty windows: it the beams flipped hi stomach tingled his fur and switched his soul into a joyful, playful toy.

The seed burst. The lush green leaves unfurled. The plant shot up like a rocket.

Just like the plant,the seeds of freedom branched out and emerged. It was like like opening the doors of heaven.