That fateful day
Judy and her dog Bruno stepped outside their beachfront house early on a windy Sunday morning. The sandy shore was empty, which made sense given the time: 06:00 AM. To Judy, though, it was the perfect condition for her ritual weekend walk. Her golden retriever usually trotted calmly beside her, perfectly trained and loyal. Today, however, would not be like other mornings. This day would mark the beginning of something strange, unexpected, and forever life-changing for them both.
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