Ty lying in bed thought "Can I do anything I want? I mean I think I willed Dustin younger... Well if I can then who cares about school? Who cares about this shitty foster family? I'll just go to a beach! Don't even care if i'm in the middle of the united states where there are only large lakes at best." Ty imagined in his mind him being at some beach somewhere. Just somewhere near the water and with a bunch of soft sand. Then felt a breeze and smelled brine in the air and started hearing people talking in a language he didn't understand. Looking around he deduced he was probably somewhere in Italy. He sighed then imagined the water, the salty breeze, the sand, and somewhere in the United States. Opening his eyes again there was definitely enough people talking in English that whether or not he was actually in the US it was close enough.
Ty thought to himself "Well, now that i'm here at the beach I should probably do more than just lay around and get a tan." he imagined what he could try doing. He could try digging a big hole, maybe try making a sand castle, go surfing, go diving, play some beach volleyball, try picking up a girl, or maybe try messing with some people."