The dream maker

chapter 22 : it's time

It was a chilling morning , the old man have mended Roy with some Gauze around his head , although the injury necessarily needed a hospital .

" so you're telling me you haven't had slept more than one hour each time you try to " asked the old man after Roy had told him the whole story from the very beginning

"yes, I don't think that I can handle this anymore "

"now that the dream catcher is dead , this friend of yours cannot be stopped "

"someone has to , and frankly , Klaus has changed ... changed in a way that I would never have expected .. "

" that's the affect of power , son ... it brings out the worst of people "

There was a moment of silent

" what did you dream about me ? Klaus made a dream for you and everyone else and they all want to kill me now , I think he's trying to stop me from warning people by making them not trust me , what was that dream ?"

" it doesn't matter , Roy .. nobody would have believed you anyway , "

" .... So what is it with you , how do you know this much ?"

" I've been studying dreams and the linkage between consciousness and sub-consciousness since the day I found my first dream catcher , this is why I sensed the change in the way dreams were flowing in , even though it is slight "

" you mean... you had any of Klaus's dreams before yesterday ? "

" no I haven't , I haven't felt any heat in any awakening till yesterday but I had sensed the flow , gone out of order ... that something was strange ..."

" so tell me ... how can I fix this ?? help me "

" I uhh , I gotta tell you troy that this is very new to me , so you'll have to excuse me if I' am ever wrong "

" It doesn't matter , I'll try anything "

" you said that Klaus still has the ability to contact you by your cell phone , even though this is not logical it still happened , so I was wondering , if the voice of Klaus exists not in the phone .. but in your head "

"I doubt that , big time , I barely even see Klaus in any of my dreams , he's keeping himself away "

" can I see this phone of yours ? "

Roy handed his phone to the salesclerk , but it seemed to him that he doesn't know how to deal with it

"burden me son , I don't know how to deal with these things , can you open it for me ?" asked the salesclerk grinning

Roy tried to but it didn't turn on

" sorry , it a little messed up these days , It doesn't turn on most of the time , even though I receive calls just fine "

" it's okay , you know .. there's a way "

Roy stopped trying to turn on the phone and looked hopefully at the old man

" yeah ? "

" wait here "

The old man got up and took an old box out of a near drawer he opened it and there was an old dagger only its blade was made of a thick dark sharp matter ,

" the day I found the first dream catcher , it was in this box .. it had a knife with it , the whole wooden box is scripted with strange writing that I never found the root for , I never understood it but that knife is defiantly not an ordinary one and it's made for a specific reason... "