Are We Stuck In? Or Stuck Out ?

As we walk to the no where, I begin to question myself “what did I get myself in, I was never meant to be here.” All I remembered was, nothing. But I know, I was in bed sleeping tightly, But did my sleep go that deep? “No, no. And No!, this isn’t real I know it isn’t “ as my workmate was trying to calm me down “shhh we’re gonna find an exit,. Now if you just please calm down Zaila” I nodded with no hope. As we began to walk, through mazes and walls. “ Owen, I don’t really think there’s such hope, like for us to find an exit .” He stoped me, and stoped himself “I’m sure, every story suddenly has an exit “ he explained “I’m sure “ we walked both beginning to sweat of with thirst and hunger, we both heard our gut lumber of hungry “well we have no food .” Owen announced “ we don’t I just don’t , don’t understand what made us get stuck in here?” Both still clueless. The pair walk and stumble into three doors ablazeing them “d-do ..do you think this can be our exit?!” She declered with belief, “I-i-it might be it, just might be!” They both set in motion to start heading to those doors “but there to much options to walk in to .” Zaila had said “ I say we go to different doors , we separate . “ declared Owen. They both just go straight for it, there both desperate to go back to the human world. Yet only one made it out . “ Owen?, Owen! I think I just think I’m back to some town! Owen ?..” as her smile started to fade away. “ Zaila, Zaila!” Owen began to shout her name to see if he can even sight her. For all that, “ What was I dreaming about?” As she slowly began to open her eyes from a sheet less bed “thank god!, This was just a fake dream “ but she saw the exact same place she was dreaming about, and Owen right next to her.

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