Island of the Lost Scouts 5

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George opened his eyes with a groan. The sun was shining, but the air was cold. He could tell it was early. He had been dreaming weird dreams again, and as he climbed out of his sleeping bag to get dressed, he felt a fleeting sense of loss as he realized that whatever had been happening in his dream moments before was vanishing from his memory. Somehow it had seemed important to remember it, but now it was gone. George closed his eyes to remember…