I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as water soaked my bedsheets. The flood had finally reached my apartment on the top floor. Global warming had gone too far, and now the world was drowning. My once-vibrant nights out were replaced with this eerie silence. The nightlife I loved felt like a distant memory. The water was cold, but I felt numb. Survival instincts kicked in, but I couldn't shake the feeling of being trapped in a new, watery reality.
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