Still very much mentally in denial, you rationalize to yourself that you had accidentally entered a filming spot of some sort - How else would there be a tropical beach in the middle of a park that's nowhere near the shores or the right latitude? It's all man-made, has to be! There's no way you've been magically shanghaied to middle of nowhere, right...?
Probably... Hopefully...
Feeling bold, you walk over to the pile of 'faux-treasure' and examine it. Props to whoever made this, they look very real. Every coin smooth and shining like golden mirrors, gems of all colors decorate the pile. The accessories strewn across the pile looks very artistically crafted for being props, engraved with stories and references that fly over your head.
Most of them seems to depict the stories of a dragon's curse - nothing special, just a 'warning' that anyone who dares grab anything from a dragon's hoard would be cursed to become a dragon by their own greed. 'So I'm in a dragon's home?' You ponder, appreciating the reference to Mr. Scrubb. 'wonder what the dragon's like, CGI... or animatronics?'
You stare at the pile somemore so more, admiring the details of each 'treasure' piece