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HYMMS OF UTOPIA (2)

 Alarmingly he went outside the door. He was stressed he was supposedly entering into a new reality which just a random guy declared as real and ultimate. He was waiting for some strange and obscure things to happen which could torment the loosely bounded fabrics of his existing reality. Waiting for it to happen he waited and hid himself from everybody else. Closing his eyes he waited for some sort of distortion to happen. After a while he heard some strange demonic laughter., his eyes was closed but still he could fear the excruciating pain that this monstrous demons could impend on him just by hearing their ferocious laughter. Are these my demons he said to himself maybe be thinking about the demons are augmenting this illusions I should stop thinking about them Sam i should stop thinking about it wait WTF why I am taking this name I only know a friend whose name was same he used to call me Sam ,is my name Sam. The laugh started to fade as he questioned himself more and more and thought about it. WOW I thought so this were my inner voices trying to persuade maybe transcending me into a new world. Slam suddenly a heart throbbing sensation reverberated through out his chest , a excruciating pain shrieked his body. After this he could feel something splashed on his body making him shower .WTF is happening he shouted opening his eyes he saw a bunch of people encircling him. Oh you are person who took brectels  from my beloved friend and never returned them one of them said angrily. What are you talking about ,what is brectels, who is your friend I don't know him  said Sam. Why you are acting like an innocent baby you wanted thrill huh wanted to evade from this monotonous boring world and transcend into a new dimension now suffer saying that the whole crew pounced upon him beating him violently. He tried to fight with them but there was no chance for him to get away from that. Blood was splattering from his mouth in fact his whole body. He could see his demise lingering closer to him each moment he was getting beaten. Maybe this could make me transcend into my real world where I reside something must be happening there maybe its one of those nasty illusions created by my subconscious to trick me. Maybe I should just accept and embrace the pain without giving a flying fuuuuuuu. He was loosing his strength and vigor . He could feel each and every crackle of his bone. Blood bursting out from each and every part of his body. Numbness draped him completely with a bitter taste of excruciating pain. He passed of.\

Is he okay she said as tears were rolling from her eyes. Lot of people came to visit her son in the doctrom as they called them. Everybody was distressed was as they were restlessly waiting for doctor's response. He was looking passed Sam's report, his eyelids rolling to grasp Sam's entire report simultaneously with people's perception about Sam. What happened to him, why aren't you saying anything doc her mother said. Doctor looked at her for a while gulping his throat he said. 

 

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