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So today I woke up and found myself lying on a cold sandy beach. It was around early spring and the air smelt fresh and salty. I wasn't near home, but where was I? There were no tress in sight and the sand dunes rose high and low, covered in dry greenery, swarming with the sound of flies and other insects. It was a beautiful place, a holiday destination for those who search hard enough, a place no one else could find. At that point it struck me; I was alone.

It seemed like it was early morning, so I decided to pick myself up and make my way over to the sand dunes. There was a slight breezes that gently washed over me as felt the familiar crunching sound of the sand beneath my feet. While slightly worried about the strange place I was in, the atmosphere diminished these thoughts and I could continue free from hesitation.

The sand dunes were steep, but not enough to tire me out. I had noticed a small, thin and man-made path stretching out through the centre of one of the hills, so I'd decided to take this route. Unfortunately, it was so thin that the long grass was still brushing against me. It was surprisingly sharp, but also gentle in appearance. I continues on until I had finally reached the top. It was there that I first had an inkling of where I was. It was a shame I didn't realize at the point. It could have saved me so much trouble in the future.

Entry 1- Dated 2nd of February. Year 2035. Lucy.