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 In search of a shore he went. Looking near him he saw many people like him searching for the same, causing a menace and chaos all over the place. It was a huge tower where all this things were happening. People could clearly see the shore and the beach. outside of that tower there was a long queue of vehicles and all of their owners were rattling with each other fighting with each other it seemed like an infinitely long queue. but somehow we could see shore very distinctly from this messy queue we didn't knew how it was disjointed with this road but anyhow everyone wanted to reach that shore. I don't know why but that shore really enticed us to reach there as though there was some strange paradise which was disguising it self as shore and somehow we knew that, hell nobody knew what was going on everyone was just so obsessed with the shore. Every single step towards the shore felt like walking through a golden slime drenched in heavenly scents and sweets but in actuality was like walking through a bloody trail. Everyone was unconscious and was chasing after dog's bone. Somehow I started to realize that it was all a hoax. I didn't knew what was happening to me. I felt as though I was in a lucid dream. Then one of them came near me amidst the wild nauseated crowd. Come with me we have arranged a group where we could run away and defy all this fools he whispered.  I know  a way outta here everybody is going down but the actual path towards the shore  lies upwards where nobody is even looking at he said. Looking  around this whole landscape of lucidity I said to him maybe it's possible moreover this world ain't real just a mere illusion. He looked at me smilingly  and said that's what I wanted to tell you that everything here is just an illusion but still this fools are running around , that's why I picked you amongst all the people you were one of those fools who actually was thinking rather than obliviously indulging into this mad chaos welcome to our group. He pulled me held my hands and covertly took me to a strange place hidden from almost everyone, there were few people waiting for us there. Please let's go we don't need more people the less the merrier one of them said. We all greeted each other and took a separate path to go above. I initially thought that we would be received by a helicopter which will then take us to a shore but the thing that happened after that completely startled me as we were ascending towards the top of the tower I could see the tower getting filled with water .  We could clearly see whole road besides the tower being submerged under water . We finally reached the top but as soon as we reached there we found our base completely being demolished by the waves. Immersing ourselves by the wrath of the very shore we were enticed by. I happily accepted my defeat and found myself lying under a shade of woods. An old man came near me and asked so how was your experience?

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