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“Mm… Nothing, really… probably just chillin.” you said.

“Alright.  See you later, man.”

You blinked your eyes twice. The dream was awful… but for some reason you could not remember what was that you saw in the end. Shaking your head couple of times, you head to the shower.

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After done shower and breakfast you were thinking of reading some comic books to pass time. You browsed your book shelves but you already each and every single book there… Your eyes stopped on its track and caught a maroon, unfamiliar book which for unknown reason found its way to the shelves next to Bleach and Naruto.

Puzzled, you took it out and examined the cover. The title was “The Life of an Unfortunate Kid”

What a sad title, who in the world wants to read it… Whose book is this anyway?

The cover was very unappetizing; gloom and dark, shown a site of a murder scene. You skipped through the pages nonchalantly.

Something extremely strange happened at the exact moment you skipped over the pages. The space and time was distorted, you felt yourself deteriorating into particles and sucked into the book. I must be dreaming…

Actually… you didn’t. You woke up in a strange place, like a storage area. You saw mountains of rations and weapons stored there. Somebody shouted at you, “Don’t spaced out! Take out the rations and put them on the trucks!”

You froze, bewildered. Fuck. This is not happening. I need to wake up now.

The man who shouted at you kick you from behind, make you fell hard on your knees. You felt the pain stinging. Dammit this isn’t a dream.

The man who’s holding a riffle now moved passed you and gave more commands. You saw many people there, boys, men, old men, they all looked ragged and dirty. You have to make a move now.

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If you choose to slip and escape

If you choose to obey obediently