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Tom woke up by the side of the road with a slight headache, and slowly looked around…
‘Odd’ Tom thought. ‘Wasn’t I just…in my house a second ago?’ Tom got up and took another look around. The only thing he could think of doing was walking, so he started walking.
Tom walked and walked, and passed by a stream
He was nearing some farms, but first, a quick drink. ‘Why are there farms? I hardly go out of the city’ Tom thought to himself. ‘Well…I suppose I should find out where I am’. Tom walked up to a small house, it looked like it had someone in it.
He knocked. There was indeed someone inside.
“Hello?” a voice from inside.
“Yes, I’m a little curious as to where I am” Tom replied
The door opened and a middle-aged man appeared
“Why, you’re in Stockton! Are you some sort of tourist?” The man said.
“I…suppose you could call me a tourist, yes. Where is Stockton?” Tom asked.
“In Halifax, of course!”