A Glitch in the mystical order
Suddenly he trips and fell face first with his mouth open swallowing some of this hot sands, while he coahed few times in a raw to clear his throat and spit some saliva that were mixed with dirt, he lay there in the open, being sandwiched between the sun on top and sands bellow, his heavy breath started to give birth to some squeaking of some old rusty iron door being punched and kicked so that it can be open.
While he is struggling breathing while his eyes begins it blurs, a shadow of silhouette was revealed, thinking that his enemies catsh up to him, rather than become scared, he actually felt relief, instead of of waiting his death by slowly being barbequed in this god forsaking place,
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