In Love With The Devil

Chapter 8

I woke up a few minutes before my alarm clock. I just laid there, I can't believe I had another dream and again it felt so real. I slowly reached up and touched my lips with my finger tips, the weird thing was that I knew I was dreaming. I shook my head to clear it of my thoughts but I couldn't shake a few things. Like Cerberus, if I recall he is kind of the gate keeper to the underworld, but that didn't feel like it had sections more like one big fire-pit. I sat bolt upright just as my alarm clock went off as if to say I'm right. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out I was dreaming about hell.

It all fits together right along with the first dream, that was a demon taunting me and that kind of explains all the mythical creatures I was seeing at the ball, or whatever that was. It explains the throne made out of human remains and the skull jack-o-lanterns. There were still a few unanswered questions like why was I dreaming of hell and why was I making Roland practically the leader of hell... then it hit me, that I was comparing Roland with well, Lucifer. The only question is why? Maybe I should look it up online or talk to someone about them.

I will probably sound crazy though I mean come on, what sane person dreams of hell and has a good time in the dream. My alarm beeped again so I turned it off and got dressed. I didn't work until the afternoon shift but I like being up that way I'm totally ready for work. After I got dressed, I made some pancakes and turned on my laptop. As I was cooking I started to research different topics in different tabs. First I had Lucifer, then I had hell, dreams of hell and what they mean, and finally what it means to dream about someone.

I didn't find to much on any the topics that I didn't already know. I finished cooking and I ate, then cleaned everything up, and took more coffee and my laptop into the living room. Lucifer and how he fell which I already knew from church and Sunday school growing up, same with hell. There wasn't anything on dreams of hell, unless it was a warning that if they don't change then they will die and go to hell. The only information I got on the dreaming about someone was that they are important and/or special to me in some kind of way. I guess that's true, but why was I comparing him with Lucifer or Satan.

My phone started ringing I immediately thought of Roland but when I picked it up it was Amy. I didn't know if I wanted to talk to her right this moment, I wanted to analyze both dreams and maybe start keeping a kind of catalog in a note book. I thought again and figured I better answer it or she will be at my door. After I answered she immediately started talking "how did it go? I want each and every detail." I started with "it went really well." Amy then sighed and said "you know what, I'm coming over so I can get all the details and see your face." I laughed and replied "okay, see you in five." She only lived down the street so I shutdown my laptop and went and unlocked the door.