
He had been on the bicycle for days, searching for a treasure trove of people with strange, funny names, but to his surprise, instead of dead-ends, he found a trail leading to different realities, from a faraway space, something like a parallel world, where people, including himself, were real, and became acquainted with others from different dimensions.
He returned to our world, looking at me from the bench and he said to me: ‘You can live on in our world if you help us.’
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