white puppy

My dog is gone and I've been looking for it these days. But I couldn't find it either in the park or in the woods, and I was terribly anxious.
It is a white puppy with drooping ears. When it sees me, it runs over with a grin and short legs. Every day I see it, I am extremely happy.
I was standing in front of my house sad, and the housekeeping AI sent a message on my mobile phone: It will rain in the afternoon, please do not wash the car.
Ah car, do I have a car? A vaguely vague picture that had been forgotten before became clear.
Dark rainy day...Silver van parked under a tree...Ah yes, that should be my car...The dog might be in the car...Where is this scene?
The car was not parked in the yard, and I walked outside in a daze. The sky darkened at some point, and a canal appeared in front of me, and a simple bridge was built with wooden boards on the canal.
That's what I took. I suddenly thought so.
As I walked over the bridge, it was raining lightly, and the water droplets bounced like fast crawling spiders.
There is a building in front to shelter from the rain, which is the library.
I don't think I've been there. But the librarian I knew was Mr. Belen, and the row was for classics, with science fiction in it.
I went inside, originally wanting to pick up a novel to read, but my legs seemed to keep walking in uncontrollably.
Is there such a large space in here? When I came back to my senses, it seemed that the light had been cut off by someone. There was a green door on the wall, and there was a small light next to the door, and the faint light was flickering.
I heard my puppy bark.
I pushed open the small green wooden door. Inside was a cave, which was cold and damp. The lamps on the two walls added a little warmth.
The barking of the puppy was just ahead, and I stepped forward desperately.
At the exit of the cave is a sunken hall about five meters short of where I am. There are a bunch of white puppies walking around with their ears drooping. There are instruments that I can't understand everywhere. A long string of green numerical codes flashed quickly on the display.
That's not my dog. I remember, I don't have a dog.
I turned around and ran out, the cave became extraordinarily long, but I still ran out and closed the wooden door.
Turning around, he saw Mr. Belen. To be precise, Mr. Belen with spider legs whose upper body is only human.
I leaned against the green door holding my breath trying to figure out which way to escape. Mr. Belen crawled towards me, his upper body twisted and loose as if he was wearing a puppet costume, and looked at me sideways: "You can't escape."
Yes, I can't escape.
When Mr. Belen's front feet stuck in my head, I saw the silver van parked under the tree through her spread feet.

"Data cleared, bug fixed"