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It was the middle of another hot summer day. I had been sitting at the counter for hours without as much as one customer when I felt myself starting to nod off. I don’t know how long I had been asleep when the ring of the bell above the door startled me back to a state of semi consciousness. As my eyes began to focus I found myself no longer in our quaint little antique/gift shop but rather in wh…