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Arius eyes shot open as he sat up from his bed, the same plain apartment room as usual. His dirty clothes on the floor, his broken clock that he was too lazy to change the battery out, a couple of band posters on the wall and his dresser. He sat up shirtless and was only in his jogging pants as he got up to look out the blinds. When he did, he could see the beach front with no life as usual. Arius opened the window and opened it to let in the fresh air, the sound outside completely quiet except for the rush of the ocean waves. He picked up his hoodie and slid it on before sliding on his sneakers to make his way outside. He stepped out of the apartment and continued down the familiar path way which evidently lead him to a light house shaped like a trident.
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