Luigi made a call to the local fire department and that night stayed with Peach. He slept on the couch quietly, every minute falling deeper and deeper asleep. He began to dream peacefully, dreams that he would never remember later but altogether they would never trouble his mind the next day. Luigi woke up at around 11:00 a.m., he sat up tilting his head to the side to stretch his neck and wiped his eyes. He pulled the blankets off of him and tossed them at his feet then slid off from the couch's cushions and stood himself up. He let the brightness hitting his face settle down for a moment before he opened his eyes completely. Once his eyes had adjusted to his surroundings he froze. His mouth half open in awe, his eyes widened and aware, he looked around slowly and muttered "I don't believe it."
    Luigi had just woken up and found that somehow he had slept through Peach's house being caught in what seemed like an awful earthquake. Five feet away from him the floorboards had cracked and broken, splinters dangling from jagged edges of them. Book cases, shelves, furniture, walls, and even sections of the roof, all shattered and torn apart by a stupendous force. All that remained whole and upright was the couch Luigi slept on, a desk next to it and certain things in the kitchen located on the same side of the house. Luigi walked amongst the rubble beneath his feet to get a closer look at everything. He examined the ground and the distinct gap that the supposed quake had left between the house and the dirt outside. Luigi worried that Peach had somehow been harmed in the event and began calling for her.
    "Peach!"
    He looked around and listened for the slightest sound of response.
    "Peach!"
    Still no answer.
    He bounded across broken wood and glass and soon reached the other side of the house.
    "Peach!" "Are you here?!"
    He still heard no kind of reply.
    He stepped over a crumpled pile of floor rugs and ran through the hallway leading to her room. He stepped through the doorway and began making his way around every area of her room in order to find her.
    "Peach!" He called again and again.
    She was nowhere in sight. He slowed down and regained his breathing; his hands fumbled around for a button that slipped out one of his overalls. He slid the hole of the overall over the button and brushed his hair back forcefully. He ran back towards the couch that he had made his bed to grab his cap. He took one more look around the room where he…………Luigi's jaw dropped. He jolted over the couch and landed by a pair of feet lying under a pile of wood and stone. He threw object after object behind him as he dug through to the bottom forming a cloud of dust around him. Once he had cleared everything away from the area he stopped himself and stared down at the frail, motionless body that lie on the floor.
    "Oh my gosh." He gasped out loud.
    Luigi kneeled down abruptly and stuck his head in his hands.
    Peach was laying on the floor unconscious and bleeding.
    "No." Luigi let out in dibelief.
    "No, no, no!" "NO!" "NOOOO!"
    Luigi stood up and kicked the remains of chairs and tables out of his way. His teeth clenched together, his fists held together tightly, he ran through the house maddened and alone. He picked up a half-destroyed vase and threw it against a standing wall. Pieces flew from every angle of the house he ran through, shrapnel ricocheted off of the walls, his cries being let out in unison to the crashing sounds of the objects he broke. A dirty, unstoppable rage being driven even farther by a dark and confused insanity. He fell backwards into a partially crushed bathroom and began beating the walls around him, harder and harder. Even in the horrible discomfort and stinging sensation Luigi brought his fists upon the walls relentlessly. It burned his flesh, he could feel the skin over his knuckles slowly split and reveal the internal flesh and bone. He had to stop. He had to stop! Luigi fell sideways, his back curved upwards as he buried his blood stained fists beneath his arms in despicable pain. His breath stuttered as he lay on the bathroom floor shivering and crying miserably.
    "What's wrong with me?" He blurted.
    Luigi was losing his mind.