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Chapter 5 by Robopoop Robopoop

What happens next?

Get lost in the back streets

Sometimes, your friends were not the most reliable of direction takes. After about 10 minutes of wondering around, you lose sight of them in the throng of the crowd. With a very annoyed sigh, you try to retrace your steps, only to find that the meandering streets had pulled you further and further away from the night markets in some unknown direction. You were now completely and hopelessly lost. Worst of all, you were alone, with your phone being carried around in one of your girlfriend's bags after an incident with you dropping it accidentally. Exasperated, you grumble into the night, cursing your bad luck and the empty but dimly lit street. There was not a single soul around you, and the nearest main road seemed like it was miles away, even if you could still hear the street traffic from it, old colonial shops and buildings surrounding you from all sides. Within such a short time, your holiday had taken its worst turn yet, with only luck left for you to get back on track. The least you could do was find a payphone or a local to direct you back to where your friends were.

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