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Parachute

Several weeks had already passed. You had been living in that town all this time, but at some point, you felt a heaviness in your chest, and your legs carried you off in an unknown direction. As you wander, your brain is constantly highly active, trying to recall something from the past. It feels as though you're hurtling toward something at tremendous speed, and the air changes density. You feel yourself falling somewhere again, slowly drifting downward, as if you had a parachute. At some point you remember all the nightmares, everything feels like a survival game. How not to lose your mind and stay sane?

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