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In any case, dark clouds were rolling in.
You pulled out your shiny new pink umbrella
As you start to open the umbrella you notice a man across the street who seems to be watching you.
You're scared hat he has been following you for a while. Did he see everything?
There is no way he could have seen it. You did everything right and killed all the witnesses.
You need to clear your mind. You decide to go downtown and get a bite to eat.
You are sitting in a booth alone when someone joins you.
She says, "do what you must." So you do.
You walk away, three strides to the door and one turn to glance back at what you're leaving behind.
A lone tear slides down your devastated cheeks and drops on the damp ground.
You are shocked by the crack of lightening, as suddenly the clouds open and rain pours down, making the damp spot of your tear indiscernible in the mud as the dirt turns to mush.
You look down at the puddle forming from the heavy rain and stoop down right beside it. You stick your hand in the puddle and cup your hand, drawing water to splash it against your face to hide the tears.
The water begins to make your face tingle, and you scratch at your face wildly.
As you scratch, you feel large bumps on your face which begin to spread.
You then stop scratching and watch the rhino approaching you.
As the animal charges, you leap into the air and keep flying until, eventually, you realize that you are in space and you cannot breathe.
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