T.L.note: I entirely made {The idea of the story; the grammar, punctuation, rephrasing, and other technical and writing options were half done with help from chat GPT, and some web extensions like Grammarly}
Introduction
On an autumnal day, Zeke finished his workout after a hard pull up session, his coach told him, today to take it easier. Inside the locker room, packing his clothes into his messenger gym bag and change his clothes to more casual clothes. One of his new hobby was gym session.
Walking along the sidewalk and choosing to take a shortcut he saw this business man who had a silver suitcase and was threatened by 3 crooks, they had tattoos all over their face and hands. Zeke, an altruist man around 21 years old, tries to man up and try scaring them ….He wasn't a great person or had many accomplishments in life.
He was a creative person, matured himself quite fast. Thought he was unlucky at dating and getting dates, some of the girl he approached ghost him or friendzoned. He didn't had guts to approach baddies.
While he was in high school he learn some basics martial arts and he was thinking about that nothing could have gone wrong as he supposed to defend both himself and the unlucky guy. He didn't see any sort of weapon these crooks might have. Took the initiative and jumped to help.
'Only five of them?'(Zeke thinking) A cocky smirk played on Zeke's face, as he approached the thugs.
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His gaze flickered to the businessman making free space for him to run. Without a moment's pause, Zeke marched towards the group with confidence.
They tried to rob him but Zeke did not hesitate to help him. As he approached them he stood up for the businessman, he later found out that his name was James. Zeke wasn't sure that he could take them as they were 5 thugs. He struggled to fight them as it was a 1 v 5 fight. James took cover and called the police and they came fast, but not before blacking out. I couldn't win this fight but at least managed to stall time. The police took over the problem of the thugs, they took me to a nearby hospital. (Zeke hesitated a beat, doubt flickering across his mind. They were five, he was one. But the businessman's terrified gaze steeled his nerves)
He woke up in a sterile hospital room, the faint beeping of a nearby machine a welcome sound. The last thing he remembered was a nurse fussing over him. On the clock indicated 11am, i felt really lethargic. It was the next day, 2am, i was awake, and there was 2 people inside my room they wore masks. They unplug my electronic recovery devices.
"What are you doing?" Zeke's voice came out raspy, barely a whisper. He tried to push himself up in the bed, a jolt of pain shooting through his torso.
"You, mf, unplugged my machines! What the hell is going on?"
"Restrain him" (Thug 1)
Zeke thrashed against the restraints, but his weakened body was no match for their strength. He blacked out
'Last thing I can remember was that a nurse came and put me in a bed. I fell asleep again, then after some time I woke up in this place with a calm grassland.'