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... as the salty water rushes up your nose. You flail around, trying to adjust your posture and regain your breathing rhythm.
Have you ever seen a surreal landscape that changes from high tide to low tide every ten minutes, as if caught between two worlds?
He had. He had experienced it firsthand and seen it with his own eyes.
Midnight. Zero hour.
On the pure white bedsheets, a vivid splash of red bloomed like a rose. It was striking and impossible to ignore.
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