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the second dream

My eyes fly open as memories flood my brain. The floor beneath me felt rough and damp. I look around and notice that I am in another seemingly infinite cobblestone hallway.
"I'm back I guess." I sigh getting to my feet , "Hello? Where are yo-" I try to call out to Martha but I stop and start to have a coughing fit.
"Careful," a sour voice fills the air, "We wouldn't want you choking to death would we Sammy boy?" A creature with long curling horns and large red wings walked into the lighting he wore beige ragged frayed robes, "I am afraid that Martha isn't here right now. May I take a message?" Its foul cackles echo through the corridor.
"W-what do you mean?" The horrific creature on front of mean looked absolutely demonic and, I am not gonna lie, it terrified me.
"Oh simple. She didn't bring you here, into your mind, I did." He places one of his slender hands on his chest, "I can't bring you through dreams though. I guess you could call what I do something like PTSD. You see something that reminds you of Martha's dream and I enter your mind." He cackles again.
"J-just w-who are you and what do you want?" I asked nervously.
He stopped laughing immediately and turned directly facing me. His large eyes and elongated nose reminded me a lot of demons from old paintings, "Me? Well I am Ichabod, I am an imp." He smiles, "I am quite amazing truly I am." He takes a step towards me, "and and what I want is power over you and ever other wizard in this shit ass country."
"Why!?" I yell at him still extremely confused.
"Oh you will see. If I told you now it would ruin everything." He rests both his hands on my chest and pushed me.

As I fell to the ground the stone transformed into a see of black ink. I tried to swim, tried to move, but I found myself completely paralyzed. 

I washed up on some jagged rocks and flailed around trying to stand, "Well well well." Ichabod laughed, "there may be hope for you yet." I looked around and saw him sitting on the roof of a building, it looked sorta like the White House, "But Martha can't stop me even if she had the whole wizarding world behind her, sadly she is the only one who knows and she can't talk to anyone."

"What are you planning!?" I shout up still terrified, "Why am I involved!?" 

"Oh I thought I said that already." He sighed, "But enough chit chat," He snapped his fingers and I fell into a hole but when I looked around it seemed to be made of wood. At my feet were hundreds of tiny snakes sleeping around my feet as my wooden prison filled up with more and more of them I tried to scream for help but no sound would come out, "Martha STOP!" I heard Ichabod's furious voice echo all around me, "He can't do it just give up!" 

The room around me changed again and this time I was in an empty room with barred windows, an ugly yellow wallpaper was on the walls as I looked around I saw a girl's body, her dead body. Upon closer inspection I could see her hands digging into a torn part of the wall paper, "I got out at last in spite of you and Jane," I heard the faint sound of Martha's voice echoing in my head though it sounded as if she was reading, "It did this, don't let him make it again." then everything faded back to black, but not before Martha said two more words, "resist him."

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I flew up in my bed and looked around, the walls were white and the windows filled the room with a pleasant sunshine the room was large and there were several rows of beds, "W-where am I?" I asked to no one in particular.

"The infirmary." I blond woman in a nurses outfit walked up to me, her hair was dark brown and her eyes were smoky gray she was tall and thin and her robes were only slightly loose on her, she looked more like a model than a nurse but I recognized her as the schools healer and healing magic teacher, Mrs. Geist, "Your friend carried you in here after you fainted. He had to leave though apparently something important came up his sister came for him." She handed me a potion, "go on drink up you were out for about an hour."

I sip the potion and I feel my energy level increasing, "Thank you Mrs. Geist." I smile up at her.

"You are covered in sweat is everything alright?" she looked at me curiously.

"Not really." I admit honestly, "Someone is getting in my head and speaking in my dreams." I look down. How did I know this? Why didn't I remember last time but I remember now? My head was swimming with questions.

"What do you mean?" She sits down next to me and rests a hand gently on my shoulder, she seemed genuinely confused, "Do you know who?"

"There were two people actually." I correct myself, "One seemed nice, an old lady named Martha." I look for a reaction but I don't get one, "She seemed to be trying to stop the other one, He was scary looking, He called himself Ichabod the imp." 

That got me a reaction, The color drained from her face and she stood up, "You need to go see Headmaster Fontaine immediately. 

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When I reached the headmaster's office I knocked gently on the door, "Come in." I heard the headmaster speak out. I look wearily inside the office was very large with a staircase leading up to a higher floor, a large clock hung at the top of the staircase  that counted not only seconds minutes and hours, but days weeks and months as well. Near the window was a basic telescope, for astrology I could only assume. In the center of the room was a large desk with an assortment of books and scattered papers piled on top of it. Sitting in the large leather chair in front of the desk sat headmaster Fontaine, "Hello Sam." A look of concern stayed perpetually on his face.

"Hello sir." I responded shyly.

"I have been informed that you have had a run in with Ichabod." He stated calmly.

"Yes sir." I manage to speak out through my fear. 

"Please take a seat." He motions to a smaller chair on the other end of the desk. Only then did I realize I was still standing in the doorway. I quickly head over to the seat and sit down, "Now tell me about these dreams." He folds his hands and rests them on his desk.

I take a deep breath in and proceed to tell him the whole story, "Do you have any idea what is going on?" I ask him after I finish.

Headmaster Fontaine takes a sip from a flask, "I am afraid I do." He sighed, "Now allow me to explain."

And that is all for this chapter. I felt the need to give you a cliff hanger just because I want to hear your theories on what this could be all about. Please comment what you think, vote, and tell your friends. I am really excited for what I have planned and can't wait to hear what yall think. until next time. ;)