There was this ratty old beach resort town next to a quieter part of the ocean; my sister and i had gone there because our father had invited us, but we never found our father. We ran up and down, looked theough shacks and little run-down beach houses, speaking with the people who lived there. Most of the people were dead, we found them in their
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Do you have dreams like this regularly?
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