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I get up from the ground I was apparently sleeping on. I pick the leaves out of my hair as I look to every direction known. Only trees. "Where am I?" I said aloud. Thoughts swirl my mind as I realize I'm lost. When I start to panic I become short of breathe. The air is humid. I can see the light shinning through the tops of the trees. Daytime. Probably won't last long. I need to get out of here. 

I look to my left. I can see an opening in the distance. I start towards it. Dry leaves crunch under my feet every step of the way. I look around to find something. Anything. Unfortunately, I find nothing. After a lot of walking towards the opening in the trees I come to a field. There's a table in the middle. I run to it. There, perfectly centered in the middle is a folded piece of paper. I start to unfold it, my eyes read it as soon as all the words are exposed. "You're dreaming." Is what it read. I immediately wake up, to myself, sitting.. in a forest.  


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