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"Let's go, Seth!" The old chief urged and Seth felt compelled to and so he entered but he stopped finding all people entered. The trees swayed with a cool wind and the people felt refreshed, not only that, but they also felt zero pressure.

They fell down and breathed out before bringing out shells of snails of various sizes from their body.

"Gawee snail shell has a unique ability to protect us from continental pressure and other hazardous environmental factors." The old lady explained as she held her now crumbling shell. Only the old chief remained standing.

"We can't rest later!" The old chief said with a smile. He seemed happier than Seth for coming here. Seth went ahead and they followed him until they reached the centre. The place where the village buildings were.

Seth turned to welcome them but found only 52 children standing with bags and blankets following him.