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**/05/2017

I was lying flat on the ground. I wasn't lying, I was unconscious. Still trying to recover from the wounds. You know sometimes I think its pointless to get up from sleep. I was sleeping, was I doing something wrong? Obviously not. I wake up and I get this. Every human departed to, I don't know where. The only man remaining wants to beat me to death. Life's problematic. Life's boring. Life's like Captain Haddock. I don't know for how long did I lie unconscious but I can recollect not being able do differentiate when I woke up. I could feel my heart thumping against my chest. One push up and it would pour it's content out. It was dark as usual. Close your eyes,open them, you won't be able to make out any difference at all. Such was the sinister world. There must be moments in your life when you heave a sigh of relief only to be tortured by the same troubles again.

"Damn man, you slept like for hours."

That was all I needed. That was all I needed. I stood up and dashed towards him in seconds. Milliseconds. Microseconds. Nanoseconds. Within no time, that'll explain it. I hit him with a, what the WWE audience know as The Spear. My right shoulder hit right against his stomach. His appendix must have experienced a failure after that shot. I was amazed by my accuracy. The shot was perfect. Now that's what we call "a shot in the dark". Somehow even in this seemingly dark world i was aware of my surrounding. Unagi. Ross was so right. We fell on the ground together. Companions for life. Lower half of our body lay in the dark dimension while our upper half fell to the real world. The one with light. Something good at last. This time conditions reversed. This time he lay on the ground facing me and I... I was on him, ready to beat the shit out of him. My fist went right in the air. The calculations were perfect. One shot and his jaw would take all the pain I suffered. One shot. Just one shot.