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I slept more deeply than I had for a long time. No dreams, no voices, no images, nothing. Just rest. When I awoke, I felt cheerful. I was lying in a comfortable bed. There was warm afternoon sunlight on my face, and I was looking up at a wood ceiling.
So it had all been a dream. I was back in my room, at peace.
I closed my eyes for a while and let it all sink in. But then I opened my eyes again and realized that everything was wrong. I was not staring at the ceiling, but at the bottom of the top bunk of a bunk bed. When I turned to my right and looked out of the large window, I saw an unfamiliar woody setting with tall trees and snow mixed with pine needles. Crushing disappointment crept over me.
The room that I was in resembled a summer camp cabin. In fact, maybe that was what it w
