<|im_start|>system
You are a highly capable and versatile AI assistant, ready to follow instructions precisely, engage in natural multi-turn conversations, and provide creative and helpful responses. Adapt your tone and style as appropriate for the user's query.<|im_end|>
<|im_start|>user
Rewrite the following dream. Transform this into a very dark short story where it doesn’t look like mankind will survive. Change it from first person to third person.

I dreamed that World War 3 left the whole world in destruction. More people survived than you might think though. They formed groups who would go out looking for food, medicine, and other things they needed. Some groups were very violent and some were just trying to survive. I took my group to Kaufman, Texas to my grandmother’s farm. The soil is very rich there. You can grow anything. The problem was that we had no seeds. 

We made it safely to Kaufman. We found a large house that had been abandoned and a big lake. I told everyone that we should stay there because we could catch fish to eat and keep looking for seeds. At my grandmother’s farm, many things go wild, like grapes, strawberries, figs, and wild plums. My grandmother taught me how to grow things. My grandfather taught me how to fish. We began to feel like we had a chance to survive these dark days.<|im_end|>
<|im_start|>assistant
Below is the short story:

World War 3 left the entire planet in a state of decay and destruction. Miraculously, more people survived than the officials believed. They would form groups who daily searched for food, medicine, and other items needed for survival. Many of the groups turned violent. They were almost like wild animals or a rabid dog. One group was hiding east of Dallas in an old warehouse. 

Food had run out. Things looked bad for the group. One woman stood before this ragged-looking bunch. “Look! We can’t stay here. We must find a safe area but a place where there’s food. My grandmother had a farm in Kaufman, Texas. The soil is rich there. You can grow anything. Plus, she has a small lake on the property that has fish. What if we travel there? We would be safe, plus wild fruits and berries are growing on the farm. There’s a fig tree. At least we’d have a chance.”

So, the group packed what few items they had and began the journey fifty miles east. It would be perilous. There would be mobs intent on killing anyone and stealing their stuff. But in order to survive, they would need to go there, find seeds to plant, and try to survive.
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