When I woke up, I found that I was back in my hometown. Nothing seemed to have changed. I opened the door to the backyard and saw dead grass and a smell that was a bit unpleasant. I was walking on the road carrying my own dry food. My heart hurt so much that I was going to die. I thought like this, and I fell to the ground. I couldn't move. I was not sad, but rather relieved. Someone fed me some granular chocolate. I felt that I had regained some consciousness, so I asked, "Why isn't it Dove's?"