Now Listen Closely,
Here's a little lesson in trickery,
This is going down in history.
I'm just kidding. Here :
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It all started with one thing : his death.
It was one 'fine' day.The temperature was around 40 degrees Celcius.But everyone was used to the heat.After all,this wasn't the hottest day in history.
Abram King,a 25-year-old thinly built programmer with mild attachment issues and an okay face or Da Bez' as he liked to call himself noticed as he got into his car noticed.How had he even got to his car?He had no memory of his waking.
"I must be getting old,"he thought.Even if he was only 25."Oh well,"he shruged it of.Work wasn't going to wait.He said bye to his dog then started his car.In few minutes he was gone.As he was driving,he noticed the scenery,people walking their dogs,the blue birds in the trees,the random drunk guy,the bees near the flowers,the butterfly that flew past his car and the 12 trucks behind his car.Aside from the heat,that day really was beautiful.He turned the air-conditioning up then switch on the radio.Then offed it and inserted a disk to listen to his favourite song.
The drive to his office was uneventful,boring even.When he reached the building.He noticed his boss,'Mr.Snazzy Pants' with his signature pants,waiting outside."Your early as usual,how you doing,'Snazzy Pants said.
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'Fine,but aren't you earlier'
'I live upstairs.Are you gonna do overtime today?'
'Why do you think I came early'
"That doesn't count.Anyway,if you aren't going to work overtime,just finish with that characters mechanics then you can leave."
Abram just smirked and went to his computer and started to program.While typing he thought of something,if he sat on a voodoo doll of himself,would he ever be able to get up?He quickly dismissed the thought and worked on programming.He had no intention of going overtime today.Today he was going to meet his old mentor after work.
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After work,he headed to his old dojo.So many memories during his 2 month study there.As he walkes in he saw his old mentor: An Asian man named Wen Jiu training a couple of 3rd dan practitioners."Look who came!"he exclaimed as soon as he saw Abram."I thought you would never come back."
"I'm not here to sign up again,I just wanted to say hi,"Abram replied
"Why not,you could have reached 10th dan if you stayed here for a few more years.Heck,you would already have if not for probationary periods"
"Shut up,you know I would still lose a fight against you"
"Thats because I been training for half my life!"
"Anyway,bye."
Then the beeping woke him up
He looked at his alarm clock : "6a.m" .He still had 5 minutes before he really had to go,so he just laid in bed.After all,its not like he had anything except for work in the morning,he began to review his plans for that day in his head.That days plans was basically like his dreams.Only it hadn't happened yet
Boom!
A truck crashed through his house and hit his arm then sped off. 'HOLY PEANUTS DANCING ZUMBA ON SHIT TO EXERCISE,' he screamed .But he was usually a cool headed person,the panic was something most people would have.He calmed down.'At least I didn't die,' he thought.Then he saw the other 11 trucks chasing after the first one."Shi-"
11 cracks sounded.
Everything want dark.