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I woke up to an eerie silence. The usual buzzing of my phone, the distant hum of traffic, even the faint whir of the ceiling fan—all gone. Confused, I reached for my phone, but it was missing. The digital clock on my bedside table was dark. Something was terribly wrong. I ran outside, and chaos unfolded before me. People were screaming, looking around in shock. "What’s happening?!" a girl shrieked. My neighbor, Mr. Tan, was pacing anxiously. "No internet. No electricity. No cars moving. It’s like everything just... vanished." Panic spread. Supermarkets became battlegrounds. People rushed in, grabbing whatever food and supplies they could. "We need to stock up!" someone yelled. Fights broke out over bottled water and canned food. Those who couldn’t handle the stress turned to vices. Some sought comfort in alcohol, while others—lacking their usual distractions—resorted to drugs. I heard rumors of people forming groups, turning to violence to claim reso...

I've always been fascinated by the idea of reading minds. After watching Inside Out in primary school, I became obsessed with the inner workings of the mind. Riley’s emotions—Joy, Sadness, Anger, Fear, and Disgust—made me wonder: what if I could see people’s emotions and thoughts just like that? My curiosity extended beyond humans—I wanted to understand my dog, Cookie. A small, brown-furred pup with a scent like dark chocolate, Cookie was my best friend. I could tell when he was happy or scared, but I longed to hear his thoughts, to know how much he loved me. One evening, lost in thought, I took Cookie for a walk. A gentle breeze carried dandelion fluff through the air, and one seed brushed against my nose. I sneezed but didn’t think much of it. That night, everything changed. The next morning, I woke to a strange swirling noise. I thought it was my relatives visiting, but then Cookie ran to me, his tail wagging. Suddenly, I heard a voice—not a bark, but words inside my hea...

It all started when my mom sent me to the grocery store with a shopping list. I was casually strolling through the aisles, picking up snacks, when suddenly—BANG! A gunshot rang out behind me. My body froze in fear. The echoes of the shot bounced off the shelves, and chaos erupted. People screamed, ducked behind counters, and ran for their lives. In my panic, I turned to see a thief holding a gun. He was cornered, desperate, and had grabbed an old grandma as a human shield. My first instinct was to rush in and save her, but in that split second of hesitation, something horrifying happened. The thief turned to me. And that’s when I saw myself. It was me standing beside him. Before I could process it—BLACKOUT. Another gunshot. My vision blurred, my ears rang, and everything faded into darkness. I thought I was dead. But then… I woke up. The air smelled different—thick with something unnatural, something ancient. My body felt heavy, like I was being pulled down by unseen forces. I couldn’t...