I'm in a dream.
I'm in the woods near my house. Walking by myself.
It's night and the woods are quiet, save for the sound of crickets chirping.
I'm walking the path back as best I can. But it is dark. And I'm growing concerned.
I'm concerned because it's late. Too late to be out walking alone in a quiet woods, save for chirping crickets.
Because I feel like I'm not alone.
Also the chirping keeps cutting to static sounds.
And this isn't the woods near my house.
And my feet can't move in these restraints.
And this is not a dream.
And I am not alone.
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