Marik felt his thumping heart emphasized by a equally heaving chest. Notably Marik's analog clock blared a jarring tune, ring, ring, crash...

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Sunlight seeped across the blinds, lighting several misbegotten knickknacks decorating a severely pink room where a half naked girl haphazardly lay, oblivious to the time.

Scrunching her almond like eyes, she peered at a upturn photo frame, afterwards a forlorn expression chiseled her jaw as she recalled yesterday's event...

It was a blistering August afternoon, the sun in the sky ravaged a land shielded by titanic skyscrapers resembling tombstones. She had trekked the back alleys, left alone she would have arrived at her destination at half past noon however a gangling group of juveniles hailed her. They appeared harmless enough, she though while one of three, a tall dark tinted youth introduced himself as Jackson, unlike the other two, he almost seemed predatory, she noted, nevertheless her train of thought was utterly shattered after witnessing a chubby youth bull rush the trio before running off with a apologetic grin. The harmless act incited Jackson's flagrant fury, sensing his failed ploy, he rushed off leaving a short oblivious girl, unaware of her misfortune or lack thereof— buzz, a flimsy two-cent phone juddered, admittedly breaking her melancholy, she answered.

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“Charlie, you got to see this! No—no! Aaargh—!“ She felt a subtle chill creep down her backbone, in any case, this was one joke that had gone too far, she concluded, hanging up.

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