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The mental collapse I went through didn't last very long as I had to get up from that place and make a run to avoid people. I would have just straight up died from the unease if I made contact with the people. As I tucked in my shirt and checked a look in my pockets, I noticed the calm sunny day turning bizzare and even I was shocked at the sight. In an instant the sky turned black as if the sunny moments were just some illusions and the sun looked queer. I made contact with something or someone that I should not have dared to even think of.
Random muttering and mumbling escaped out of my cords and my eyes stared intensly at the sun. Suddenly an eye opened from the sun, "Whose" gaze felt as if my eyes had been pierced by thousands of hundreds of thin needles. I dared not to make a move untill a cold trickle of blood flowed down my face and I momentarily gained partial consciousness.
My mind raced, thinking of countless solutions but my intuition told me that I should not bow before the gaze of anything or anyone. This marked the second intuition that saved my life. As I raised my head with a sense of pride as high as a mountain, I felt as if "That" became amused and played along with me. The moment I gazed upon the sun, the sky suddenly became clear with no hint of bizzareness or whatsoever.
Those moments felt like a dream yet these emotions of mine were telling me that every bit of that bizzareness was real. After calming my head, I simply splashed some water to clear the blood on my face and began to move to a place where I can feel at rest. As I took a proper look at my surroundings, I noticed I was lying on a grassy plain which should have been brimming with animals was strangely too quiet. I wonder where the hell did I stumble on my way to reach this point in my life, which way did I choose for me to fear the company of other.
As my lament ended, a sense of urgency suddenly rushed into my head. It seemed as if the day was still quite long yet I had no sense of fear of facing more strangeness. My lord how much I would have loved to sit in my chair with a cup of gushing hot coffee, writing reports on my failure and hoping for a proper and decisive ending for my work.
As the thought of my life faded into nothingness, I began a trail on the sole path I saw that seemed to lead me somewhere I could hide from this strangeness for a few moments of time.
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