Terry's letter to you was written on an old typewriter. Some of the keys barely left an impression.

        I don't know who to give this to.  When we met, I knew you were
   strong, you had strong dreams.  This key was my grandfather's, and
   he had found it I don't know where.  Look, I'm going to die soon.
   There's nothing I can do about that.  But I want you to have this.
   It helped me and my sister.  Maybe it can help you.

        This key unlocks your dreams.  I'm giving it to you.  It will
   take you places you haven't been to before.  That's all I have to say
   for now.

        There's a lot more I should say about it.  Warnings, hints.
    But I don't have the strength any more.  I'm sorry.  I'll see you on
    the other side.
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