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Sunny as can be, I woke up and opened the door to the desolating streets. As I walked down the pavements of Bilbao with a head full of thoughts, a young man approached me and said,” get out”. I was shocked by the words he said because I didn't know him at all. I tried asking him what was going on, but the young man would just repeat the same two words over and over again: "Get Out"... "Get OUT"!
Troubled by what happened, I headed home. I felt bizarre since my head was filled with thoughts, but suddenly, I couldn't remember any of them. The next day, I went out for a walk again and the same two words uttered out of three different people. As nobody had further explanations for the reason why those two words were said, I decided to find the deeper meaning. The first thing that struck me was that it was always a man in his 30's that told me the message, never the children and never the women. With that in mind, the next morning I asked a kid about it. "Do you know how to help me?". He said, " well, of course, you only had to ask". He explained that I spent too much time in augmented reality and the system was alerting me to get off or I'll be stuck in this mind-boggling world forever. I then begged him to help me and he did. I found my way out and woke up in my room. I'd just remembered that I was the one who created this world and embellished it to make it as real as possible. I didn't want to be stuck in a situation like this again so I wrote on my wall, using the very last sharpie that I had: It doesn’t matter who you’re talking to, human interaction is essential and it will lead to help.
Troubled by what happened, I headed home. I felt bizarre since my head was filled with thoughts, but suddenly, I couldn't remember any of them. The next day, I went out for a walk again and the same two words uttered out of three different people. As nobody had further explanations for the reason why those two words were said, I decided to find the deeper meaning. The first thing that struck me was that it was always a man in his 30's that told me the message, never the children and never the women. With that in mind, the next morning I asked a kid about it. "Do you know how to help me?". He said, " well, of course, you only had to ask". He explained that I spent too much time in augmented reality and the system was alerting me to get off or I'll be stuck in this mind-boggling world forever. I then begged him to help me and he did. I found my way out and woke up in my room. I'd just remembered that I was the one who created this world and embellished it to make it as real as possible. I didn't want to be stuck in a situation like this again so I wrote on my wall, using the very last sharpie that I had: It doesn’t matter who you’re talking to, human interaction is essential and it will lead to help.
