Jasper lay in bed, motionless. It was a shallow slumber. He could feel the texture of the covers, and the skin of Emily who lay next to him. He could hear the rain as the drops would collide against the window panes. He could hear the heater emit the low hum from somewhere within the room. In that instant, he could hear the sounds change.
As he opened his eyes, he realized that he was indeed somewhere else. The hum of the heater became the crackling of a fire. It was not a roaring fire, but a calm one. It seemed like it was more meant to keep things warm, rather than cook them. The sounds of rain turned into sounds of wind blowing. He looked around and found that they were in the same cabin that he had seen in his dreams. They were both on a couch that doubled as a bed when unfolded.
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