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 It was not dark in the money pouch (thank god). Aas I slid into the pouch I could see some different coin that I didn't recognise the pattern on them. I was confused as hell as to what was going on but at this point, I have got it down to three things:

I'm going insane in which case I can't do anything to stop it.

I'm super high on something in which case I can't do anything to stop it.

This is real and I have no power in this new world in which case I can't do anything but try and live in this new world.

"You got that wood yet ya slow poke," I hear from the distance

"I'm coming," The monster of a man shouted back

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2 days later

While the light was able to get into the small pouch I couldn't see shape so I couldn't see the other strange people but I was able to get some information. We, me and the other people, had made it to a place called Riverpool (which I had never heard of but whoever named it was bad at naming things. I'm no expert at naming things or have a degree in naming things but I think I could probably have done a better job at naming this place. Just saying it sounds too much Liverpool).

I also found out that I didn't need to eat or sleep which was nice but I could go into a meditating state where it was like sleep. which I did a lot btw (by the way). Then one day I felt sudden which that woke me up. 

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pucks view

I'm getting too old to run this damned shop. 20 years as an archmage to become a shop owner where stupid people buy stupid items to then go die by being killed by a bear or something dumb. 

I looked up as something massive walk into my something doorway.