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I pick up my phone to see a text. 'It's not real. None of it, trust no one, escape.' "Sure thing jan" I say as I get up blocking the contact and deleting the number. When I get out into the living room, I see my family looking oddly at each other.
"You didn't see anything odd this morning." My mum asks.
"Nah" I walk past them grabbing an apple and heading to my room to get ready for the day.

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