I had funny dreams last night. There was a woman who turned to ash, some floating flowers and water everywhere and a purple Tyranitar who had a funny voice. He was saying something like, "Hey kids, don't drown your children in the lake and plan to use them as dolls, instead, shoot yourself!"
It was a bloo-nice dream full of sunshine and rainbows. But the rainbows were bleeding. I think its symbolism for something.
Well I felt a fool today, the Doctor told me I had come to the Island alone and that there wasn't a young man with red hair called Chuck at all. I had imagined the whole thing.
Odd.
Well anyways, I am off to find this Pink McQueen. I think she might be in the lighthouse that is nearby.
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