Me and Bobby are sitting outside, a pidgey flies overhead. Bobby is telling me about a weird dream he had, It sounds eerily similar to the one I had "Then a pawniard came and helped me escape". "That's insane, I was having literally almost the exact same dream until a drowzee ate it". Bobby looks as if he's pondering something. "What is it?" I ask. "It's just something about the place in our dream. It seems so familiar". "Wait a minute, remember when we were kids, and we dropped off the plushies we didn't want anymore at that dump off in the middle of nowhere?" "Yeah, I think so". "I remember when I looked inside that building it looked exactly like our dream, and..." He hesitated "What is it?" I ask "I could swear... When I walked in that I saw a flash of movement, out of the corner of my eye". "We should go there". "I'm not so sure..." I kept pushing and finally Bobby agreed. So we grabbed some flashlights and set off on our bikes towards the dump, where I hoped we'd find the answers we seek.