The sun's beam hit the buildings, slowly waking the city up, the buildings were tall and has small alley ways to separate them. As you got to the centre of the land, buildings started to get bigger and more modern, they had long arches and glass windows curved to the edge, smooth as a baby’s bottom, they became more mesmerizing. Each building was linked by a walk bridge, a bridge made out of aluminum and unbreakable glass going from building to building, this made the city very well linked. One of the companies was an African Water fund company creating water wells and taps all over the slums and poor cities in Africa, it was called Water is Life. Bruce Willis worked here; he was of an average height, male, his lips were silky smooth, his face was luminous, his eyes as black as the sky on a winter night sharp to the edge. His nose had narrow nostrils and a pointed tip, his ears were hidden behind his gorgeous long satiny hair, and his body was embraced upon with muscles, he was healthy, fit and looked after himself very well. He wore a black suit with a crisp clear black tie on milk like shirt, ironed to the edge. He lived in a picayune apartment at the centre of the city; the view from his place was of a landscape resplendent to the human eye, it was glistened by the sun rays reflected below. His apartment was very facile, the living room contained had three sofas all facing each other, he had a massive TV with no bezel, beautiful with crisp clear image. At the center was a beautiful oak table delicately crafted and painted in rich black paint. The kitchen had a counter with a sink and a fridge surrounded by pleasing and calming lights. The bedroom had a bed with two setting lamps on either side. He lived with his wife and child; she was angelic and shone like a star in a dark room. His child was a boy; he was tiny and had two small teeth in his mouth. Bruce was on his way to Africa to fix one of the electrical problems with zip w