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You run toward your car but something seems to pull you back, a feeling in your gut that tells you the only thing that will ever truly make you happy is to receive these great pleasures offered.

You take a second glance at your old rusty car and take a step toward the beautiful girls. They whisk you up and tell you that every benefit comes at a price, and yours is your precious memories.

The last thing you can remember is a flash before your eyes of what your life used to be, the pain and sorrow but also all the good that came with it. But it's too late. You've made your decision and, unfortunately for you, it's the wrong choice.