When you wake up again you see that you’re lying in your own bed, you clothes lies neatly folded on a chair next to the bed. You feel tired and confused. How did you get back here? Did all the events on the zoo really happen or was it just a dream? Did you really go to the zoo and meet that zoo woman? As you try to find an answer to the question, the phone rings. You walk tiredly, almost like a zombie to the phone and you pick it up. “Hallo?” A young woman’s voice begins to speak. “Hi, Joanne, It’s me Nancy!” You immediately recognise your friend’s voice. “Oh, hi Nancy. How are you doing?” You ask. “I’m just fine” she answers. You accidentally let out a big yawn. “Gee, you sound really tired, Joanne. Did you get enough sleep?” You sit down on a chair next to the table on which the phone stands on. “I don’t know actually…”
“Oh, well how was it at the zoo yesterday, then. It seems like you were at the zoo the entire day. Was it really that much fun? I tried to call you several times” When this is said you draw the conclusion that you really were at the zoo yesterday. You remember the horrifying thing you went through, but was it a dream? Should you tell Nancy all about it or should you keep quiet?