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Today had been a rough day. You finally come home, doing your daily routines and finally slinking into your favorite chair, kicking off your shoes and socks and relaxing. You usually reach for the remote to the television, but instead, you close your eyes and rest.
Opening them, you sit up and notice you're not in your room anymore. This seems familiar, you realized that you have returned to the dream world you had been to before, but it was much different than the first time.
You are on a beach, and you notice your chair had come with you as you were sitting on it. Standing, you feel your feet sink into the sand. It feels nice to you, feeling the individual grains fill the spaces between your toes. You try to walk, and find it a little difficult. The sand is soft and white, almost blinding you as you look down on it.
Looking off in the distance, you survey the surroundings. The beach seems to stretch for miles - to your left, the beach climbs up a rock wall, and you notice strange etchings in the rock; to your left, the ocean laps constantly, making lovely sounds with each wave that hits the beach. You look to the horizon - it flattens and you cannot see any other islands other than a few close ones near the shore.
You decide to look at the etchings on the rock wall. There are strange symbols that seem very familiar to you. In fact, you begin to recognize them - they are the pictograms of deer you know, your friends' deer. One by one, you start to say the names, and it seems so strange that they are carved here. What were they doing here? You look for your own deer's pictogram, but you don't seem to spot it.
You follow the beach then, taking slow strides as you enjoy the sand and sun. You notice something in the sand - a few hoofprints seem to point to one of the close small islands close to the shore.
