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This is a good dream, especially considering some of the crap going on in earlier entries. Naked scientists and wall therapy sessions - what lunatic thinks of these things?
This is just Alex, on the mansion's beach. The tide's at its lowest, and in the thick, wet sand there are caterpillar trails of pawprints. A golden retriever comes bounding out of the sea, absolutely soaked and proudly carrying a stick. He trots towards Alex, holding his prize high off the ground.
Alex is laughing. "Good boy! Good boy, Rocky!" Then as the dog reaches him, he crouches and reaches out to fuss his ears. "Rocky, drop."
Obediently, the retriever drops the stick; then he steps back and shakes himself vigorously. Alex shields himself a second too late to escape getting coated in freezing salt water.
This is just Alex, on the mansion's beach. The tide's at its lowest, and in the thick, wet sand there are caterpillar trails of pawprints. A golden retriever comes bounding out of the sea, absolutely soaked and proudly carrying a stick. He trots towards Alex, holding his prize high off the ground.
Alex is laughing. "Good boy! Good boy, Rocky!" Then as the dog reaches him, he crouches and reaches out to fuss his ears. "Rocky, drop."
Obediently, the retriever drops the stick; then he steps back and shakes himself vigorously. Alex shields himself a second too late to escape getting coated in freezing salt water.
