dreams

Dream 16, May 13th, 2021

I am in prison. Dont know what disastrous crime I committed, but I'm in a max security prison cell guarded by the most dangerous guard wizards or whatever. I flow out of my body (camera mode- kinda like a movie) and teleport to the headmaster's office to see if i can gather any information because I'd rather not be in prison. He was some grand wizard with a long, triangular black beard and had these eyes the color of ice that pierced into your soul. Not gonna lie, he was pretty cool with his ice eyes and his dark slate trench coat uniform thing he had going on with multiple achievement pins on its collar thing. I'm so great at describing things omg. Totally. Anyways, he looked to be about in his 50's and looked like he was constantly angry; like someone took his favorite toy from him as a child and he never got over it. His office was full of shiny things and a bunch of glass cabinets, a medium sized group of wizard generals (male and female, looked pretty intimidating to be honest) stood at his desk. Guessing I'm in some high class magic prison with the worst criminals who need the cruelest of wizards to keep them imprisoned. I feel honored. The headmaster was telling them that they had separate sections of the prison to guard: one for the demons, one for the dark magic users, one for primary magic users, one for traitor's of the empire, and one for the high threats. I didn't pay that much attention until my name was called- well...it wasn't my actual name, some sort of fake alibi I had? Anyways, I knew it was me. The headmaster was warning all of them about specific procedural emergency events that dealt with me, guess Im REAL dangerous huh. Like how to sedate me, what to do if I go into my ?other phases?, what to do if I use my magic, dont make eye contact, then he made some magical diagram. It was a diagram of myself, some fantasy version of me- warped a bit. It had parts highlighted in red on it and he was pointing towards them with his scythe-like-staff. I heard a big bang and suddenly I was in my body, still locked up, sitting on the ground. Someone was banging on my cell door. I casually opened the LOCKED door to see a giant guard. He looked shocked to say the least. I gave him a few seconds to collect himself before saying, "hello!", with a smile and all. He just screamed at me, summoned fire in his hand and basically flamethrowered me back into my cell, locking the door shut. Rude. I wait until I no longer hear his footsteps and exit my cell with zero difficulty. I walk into the hallway, easing my way down it, and feel something hit my back. Looking down, I see a gruesome metal blade stick out from my chest all bloody and glowing a sight white. I make a sound and fall down as the blade goes out to return to its owner. I feel myself get lifted up in the air by magic and look to the right, seeing a guy with a mustache and eyepatch wipe his blade off. He grunts and starts walking, my floating body follows. "You missed a spot on your sword, sir," I informed him kindly. "Don't treasure me with your words, I know where you're from," he spat out with venom pointing a finger at me with a sneer. Jeez, fine, have blood on your sword, I don't care. I look around and it seems we entered some sort of dark room, I'm strapped into a chair. He stands at the door all guardedly and stuff as another man enters, his hair is long and a dark brown. He doesn't look very nice. With heavy steps, he walks and stands in front of me with a mace. "Hiya!" I exclaim, smiling. "Hiya!" I exclaim, smiling. He snarls and bangs the hammer right next to my hand. I look at him and ask, "Where's the scroll?", an item for a mission I "remembered". The hammerman points his hammer at me and the hammer starts to glow a faint pink color, a short video plays on loop of a green soldier on a horse carrying it to a dark obsidian kingdom. "We won't let you get a grasp of it again, thief," The hammer guy says with menace. I frown and look down, noticing the wound on my chest seep through my bright orange prison uniform. ?Time skip?? I'm in a library now. Reading this thick volume about enchantments, it's dark so I'm holding a lantern to see. I get the feeling I am not supposed to be there. Putting the book away, I look for another similar book looking for a specific enchantment. I try to reach for a silver book high up, can't reach it so I look around for a chair to climb on. I hear a couple taps and something in my mind, "up", I look up and the silver book falls down. I catch it and putting it to my chest, walk back to the table with my lantern. Fidgeting with the bandaging on my chest, I start to skim through, taking notes (it'd be great if words didn't change in dreams). "Stop in the name of the Kingdom, Thief!", a golden guard bust in with a large red shield into the library. I sigh and put my hands up, wincing from a cold damp feeling on my chest meaning I opened the wound again. I heard the voice in my head again, "I'll be there momentarily, dear," before the guard shines a bright light at me shouting blurred words. The dream ends.