He walked along the shoreline, the waves washing over his feet like they were trying to pull him in. The beach was quiet, empty except for the sunlight and his own breathing. It should have felt peaceful. But it didn’t.
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Every step felt heavier.
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The beach was bustling with life but he felt as if he was in an alternate reality. A reality where he was the only person; no sounds, no voices, no faces, just him and his thoughts. He felt quite out of place, yet it felt like home. As if the universe was calling to him, to drag him forward toward the beach, however, every cell of his body was screaming for him to get out, run away.
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The air reeked of blood, his instincts screaming that death loomed right behind him. Yet, the sky above seemed surreal, its beauty almost cruel in its timing - the kind that could coax a smile even in his final moments. It was a slice of heaven, with clouds kissed by the golden glow of the setting sun, tinged with orange hues that softly bled into red at the edges. This time, he surrendered, no longer clinging to life. He let go, allowing the universe to dictate his fate. But then, a single voice, a single word shattered the tranquility. The voice was familiar, as was the face that turned towards him. The person beckoned him towards the depths of the sea, standing just beside him. And without resistance, he followed.
