The Battle Between Horus , Isis And Their Godardian

A dream

Chapter 1

I woke up on some long grassy hill and i am currently rolling down it. I keep trying to stop myself but it is not working. I get the smell of grass in my nose and get a bunch of dirt on my face. When I finally land I groan and get up and I am wearing jeans and a gray shirt and I know for a fact I was not wearing that shirt when I went to sleep.

I get up and see that i now have grass stains on my shirt and pants. Luckily, I can just wipe off the dirt. I look around and this does not look like Minnesota or any where near it. I start to walk around trying to find a way i can get home in time and get to go to work because i can't be late to work another day otherwise i might actually get fired.

As i am walking around i make to it behind of the hill and i ran into a random girl with long black hair and grey eyes and she said in scolding voice but not yelling.  "Come on we need to get going.

"What?" I ask confused. I have no idea who this women is or where i am and just thinking about it makes my head hurt.

"Oh my gosh are you stupid, Jack. We need to run. They are after us. " she said.

" I am sorry, who are you? " I ask just getting more confused by the minute.

That's the last thing I said before I woke up. Just after i said that i could see her face as i work up, she was very confused and looked very hurt by me saying that. It almost looked like her whole world was crushed by me just saying that but i didn't mean to hurt her feelings i just truly don't know who she was,

I am probably just thing to much into it i mean it was just a dream no way in hell was the real i mean l have a lot of odd dreams but never did anyone know my name before.

But the weird thing is that my name is not even Jack it is David, I think. But what the other weird part is that that place whenever my dream was located in it is not even relatively close to Minnesota and i have never seen or ever been to a place like that. For the most of part all the dreams feel so real but i know they can't mean how would i even end up somewhere that is not even close to Minnesota that is way beyond sleepwalking. Plus i also do not have any of the symptoms of sleepwalking the only thing that is close to that is that i wake up in random places but i don't think there is one that you wake back in bed.

The closer thing it is to is just being dreams even if they feel real. But even that feels like a stretch because they feel very off from that and i don't want to get diagnosed or anything because they will probably think i am insane and send me to an insane asylum an i really don't want that to happen.

I look at my clock and see that it is 11:00. The time i have to go to work is 11:20 so i should probably go to work. I get up and change into some more work appropriate clothing. I put a blue shirt on and just a pair of jeans. I put on my jacket because it is fall and also you never know what the whether will be like in Minnesota. I try to neaten my tossed blonde hair but it is hard because it is curly and my hair is very hard to move. Eventually i give up and call it good even though it looks the same.

I look into the mirror and i can see how my blue eyes just look so sleep deprived. I swear i saw something move but i am probably just imaging stuff because i am still very tired. 

I get out of my apartment and close the door and make sure to lock it. I start to go down the many stairs of my apartment building complex. I chose to be on the 9th floor which is the highest floor you can be on. I chose it because it was the cheapest and of course the elevator has been down for a couple months so either they can't pay to fix it or they don't want to fix it.

I go outside by the bus stop for once i am not actually late for once. The bus gets to the stop and i get on the bus I was still tired so I kept almost falling asleep and then waking up on the bus until I made it to my work and i work at a museum specifically a science museum because this is the only museum in Minnesota that has any Egyptian stuff in it . I of course only work in the souvenir part of the museum because they said i was not good enough to be ibn that section but sense they are very understaffed they had me for this job instead, which is probably why they haven't fired me yet.

I walked in to the museum and went to go to the souvenir part of the museum and one of my coworkers came up to me .

"hey where were you last week you were supposed to come and work. " My coworker said.

" What do you mean I was here last week?" I said. "What do you mean you were here last week? You were here Thursday but not here Friday. Did you hit your head or something because today is Saturday? " my coworker stated."

No, today is Friday. I think you were the one who hit your head. I will go home since it is the next week. "I said as I was walking away because i do not want to argue at all. I only work every other week sometimes they have me work more though.

(Sorry if some stuff is spelt wrong)