
Hiking through a thickly wooded area, I am tracking some kind of monkey creatures. Night falls and I sleep on the forest floor. The noise of something running past wakes me up and I see the silhouette of a small monkey man race past in the moonlight. I lay back down and as I drift off, I feel one of them skitter across my back and run off. I dart up but don’t see anything. I try to fall back asleep and hear a distant whisper, “bite its neck.” I feel a sharp, tiny prick on the back of my neck and jump awake in a cold sweat.

Looking at pictures of rings in a catalogue. I have already proposed to Brooke. I’m trying to remember if I already bought the ring or if I can have Julian’s dad make it for me.

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