1. A friend of mine (CMR) hands me a couple of objects at a funeral-looking place outdoors (rows of grey pull-up chairs). One is related to Pokémon, I think. I tell her I don't want them. She asks what I want instead, and I say I want a letter.
2. I walk around and find some friends sitting near a pool at night. A friend from summer camp, Laura, and I take a snapchat of an appearing moon, which is actually the Earth. She sends the snap to Davis.
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