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We are on a boat, those of us who wer able to fit in. A boat came by at around noon; I;d say a cruise ship. They asked if we'd like a ride. This boat was already pretty packed, the bad part was we had to choose which of us would get to live. Many immidiately started panicking and running for the edge of the roof to climb into the boat. Others just stood there, like they did'nt care, they mosed along like it did'nt matter. We were basically in line now, with people in the boat helping those outside the boat get on. I had about giving up on getting in th boat. I figured my destiny was to die on this roof with the rest of the innocent souls who were patiently yet desperatly waiting to get a space on the ship. Finally somone stuck out thier hand and said, "come on, we have room!" I looked a him for a moment, Was this a joke? Then he sayd, "No really, come on" So without further ado i stepped on the boat where i'm writing you now.