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I knew that I was in a dream because this was too good to be somewhere in The Blind Spot Island. In this dream, I was walking inside a greenhouse, this makeshift house with transparent walls and ceilings so that sunlight could pass through them. I knew that this kind of house is solely made for plants and crops. I walking between the rows of tall bushes that were producing some type of fruit. I just walked and walked, and I could not see the end of this aisle of lush plants. The color green extended as far as my eyes could see and I was so confused about this. And then I was running as fast as I could. I was in a hurry because I was panting too when I stopped for a rest. And then I heard a familiar beep coming from the insides of my clothes. My heart was beating fast because of it. I