I don't know about you, but coughing up sand when you wake up is not fun. So I found a large sheet of cloth that's large enough to be a shawl of some sort. It seems to be blending in to the sand pretty well.

Man, I'm really bored right now. My friend, Dusty, has found an interest with my shawl and is cuddling in it while I have it on my head. I'm just a blanco with a fennec fox.

I just had a shiver run down my back... that's not good. At least I don't think it was. It was probably the lack of plain water that caused it... *the rest of the page is torn*

That was fairly anti-climactic wasn't it? If only I had some wasser right now. Oh wait there is a bottle of it over there. What? My hand went straight through it! This is pretty mysterious. It seems there are two people standing over there. They don't sound happy. One is coming over here... she just grabbed the bottle of wasser and left. That's strange, it seems she was wearing soccer attire. That other person just shouted something. I can't make it out.

Woah. That was pretty cool. I just left the real world and went back into some sort of dream world. There is some new writing in my notebook and there is a torn page. I wonder why that is. Espeluznante!