After a long and tiring hike, I stopped for a little breather in a small but beautiful grove. The sun was shining in its full glory, and the chirping of colorful birds of various shapes and sizes soon lulled me to sleep.
Flitting in and out of a fitful slumber, I suddenly thought I heard a voice speak up in my ear, “Help!”
Attributing it to a dream, I ignored it, but the voice became more insistent, and was now joined by two other voices, “Help us, help us please.”
I woke up with a start. “That was a pretty weird dream,” I thought to myself.
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