The top half had a glossy image of something.  The background was simple enough to understand: it was a wooded hill.  The picture had been taken around sunrise or sunset.  In the foreground, on a grey stone path, was a shiny red thing.  It had big white letters across one end of it, which made her think it probably wasn’t a creature.  She tried to separate out the elements of the photograph, and suddenly realized that it had wheels.  They didn’t have spokes like proper wheels, but they had shiny hubs.  It was obviously a wagon.  