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A man and woman face hooded figures and a glowing ghost in a dark, rainy, dilapidated warehouse, photorealistic.

A man and woman face hooded figures and a glowing ghost in a dark, rainy, dilapidated warehouse, photorealistic.

Make an image inspired by this story:CHAPTER ONE: Justin My legs pound on the ground as water soaks through my clothes. I scan around the warehouse. I run around, throwing stones at doors and over towers of random stuff. Then, something hits my arm, an arrow. A wave of nausea flows through my body. "Great." I thought, "I'm going to die in a broken down warehouse." I close my eyes hoping to escape the horrible world I was born into. I stay like this for about five seconds before someone shakes my arm. I open my eyes to see Echo glaring at me. "Why can't she leave me in peace?" I thought. She injects something into my arm and mutters, "I'm not letting you leave me yet." The nausea soon disappears and my breathing calms down. "So how are we going to get out of here?" "We don't." Echo answers. "What?" "We can stay with them for a while then once we take what can be taken then we leave." I think for a moment, juggling our options. Then finally saying: "Deal." Two men in black hoods tower over us, they put sacks over our heads, tied our hands and feet together. They carry us, pull the sacks off our heads, push us into a car and cover our faces with oxygen masks. Gas fills the masks rapidly, my eyes droop and I plunge into my unconscious. My dream starts like this, a gentle hand- with a perfect manicure- touches my shoulder. I try to move but I'm frozen to the spot. "It's okay , everything is okay."a soft voice whispers in my ear. My face softens, this was a feeling I haven't felt See more