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Moon a hole of light, shining down on me was all Jongwoo could think as he stared at the moon and the sea. "It's just another dream." The waves whispered secrets to the shore. Soon, a brush on his leg made him look down. His cat, Luna, was there. Was she really in his dream?

Luna had always been a comforting presence. She had a knack for appearing when he needed her most. But tonight felt different. The air hummed with something alive, something magical. Jongwoo crouched down, reaching out to scratch behind her ears. As he did, the world around him shimmered. The sea glowed, reflecting the moonlight in strange patterns.

He stood up, drawn toward the water. It felt like a pathway, an invitation. Luna followed closely, her eyes bright, almost glowing. Jongwoo took a step forward. The sand felt warm beneath his feet, but the waves lapped at his ankles, cool and refreshing. For a moment, he forgot about everything else. His worries, his doubts-all faded into the rhythm of the tide.

Suddenly, the moon shifted. It was no longer just a light in the sky. It seemed to breathe, pulsing gently. Jongwoo was entranced. He didn't just want to gaze at it; he wanted to step into it. "What if..." he thought, his heart racing. What if this was more than a dream? What if he could find something real here? Something beyond the ordinary.

Luna meowed softly, breaking his trance. She nuzzled against his leg, grounding him. Jongwoo smiled, reassured by her presence. Then, without thinking, he took another step into the water. The waves rippled around him, swirling with colors he had never seen before. It was as if the sea was alive, responding to his movements.

Then, a strange sensation washed over him. He felt lighter, as if the burdens he carried had slipped away. Jongwoo glanced at Luna. She seemed to shimmer, her form blending with the light. "Are you a part of this too?" he asked her. She looked back, her eyes sparkling with understanding. The moment felt profound, like a promise of something greater.

Suddenly, the waves rose higher, forming a wall of water that glinted like diamonds. Jongwoo's heart raced. This was not just a dream anymore. This was a doorway. The moonlight beckoned him to take a leap, to trust in the unknown. With a deep breath, he stepped forward. The world around him blurred, and he felt himself being pulled into the shimmering water, into a place where dreams and reality intertwined.

As he was enveloped in light, Jongwoo realized something. This wasn't about escaping his life. It was about embracing possibilities. The moon, the sea, and Luna were all part of a greater journey. Whatever awaited him on the other side, he was ready to face it. Hope filled his heart. This was just the beginning.

Jongwoo turned his head to see that luna was making something in the sand with her paws he soon walked over to her to see what she was telling him.

Jongwoo stared at the message in the sand. The words echoed in his mind: "Si tu ne pars pas maintenant, tu le regretteras." Jongwoo looked at the message what did it mean jongwoo didn't know what language it was in. The phrase chilled him. It felt like a warning. A glance at Luna confirmed his unease. The cat's eyes were wide, reflecting the moonlight, urging him to act.

The beach was eerily quiet. The waves rolled in, crashing softly against the shore, but the usual calm of the sea felt heavy tonight. Jongwoo took a deep breath, trying to shake off the feeling that something was amiss. He looked around, scanning the horizon. No boats, no people. Just him and the cat. He knelt beside the message, tracing the letters with his fingers. The grains of sand felt cool against his skin, grounding him. But the weight of the words pulled at him.

What did it mean? What was it warning him about? Jongwoo's mind raced. He recalled the stories his grandmother used to tell. Tales of spirits that inhabited the beach, warning travelers of impending danger. Could this be one of those moments? He felt a chill, as if the air was thickening, pressing against him. Luna meowed softly, breaking his trance, and he stood up, looking at her.