Part 30: Insinuating Threat

There I was sitting in my bed looking through my telescope for a constellation I might recognize. I remember his strange words in such an unusual way. Normally, I would have tossed weird dreams like this away. It was bizarrely lucid and my cold room left me shivering at how silly it might be.

Back in Dream Academy, I always had the possible suspicion that choosing this school made being here an analogy of what I was going through. Someone was always giving me the dreams they think I should aspire for while condescendingly pushing me away from what I wanted to do. If I ever got that chance, it wasn't what I originally thought. This was the same case.

I woke up panicking because my bed was no longer there. I was in this space filled with random illusive shapes surrounding me that looked like the ones I studied about in my advanced trigonometry elective. They seemed to have a tetrahedral appearance varying in form from one another. While I am particularly curious about many things, when one of my classmates asked me if those types of three-dimensional objects made up our universe, I had to speak a bit of sense on her question so she hopefully wouldn't jump to conclusions.

A statement like this comes close to being called an axiom. Unlike a theorem in mathematics which has to be a tested working method for determining that rule as true, axioms don't hold enough viable proof but are generalized accepted truths that are like placeholders for what can be seen as an objective fact until properly tested.

In a lot of ways, for example, saying dreams are real is an axiomatic statement since people can remember things that happen in one just like they do in what most consider reality.

There I was floating as the shapes continued to form an infinite cohesive growth of lines and vectors made up of all sorts of bright colors, which are known as fractals. That is when I saw what looked like a Spartan helmet and armor being worn by two dark gaseous humanoid figures. One looked taller than the other, but their conversations were distinct enough for me to hear like the night before. I caught onto the first one's name who was Amethion. The second was Sapphirion. Then there was this blob called The Imperceptible.

The Imperceptible and I did talk occasionally, but it mostly told me to read this strange book inside that weird place. When I read inside of the pages, I could see this was coming from Amethion's perspective of my world to me. I have a fascination for books, but this one got introspective. Talking about a planetarium which I've tried to find leads on but could never seem to get any real results of a place that existed here. I was almost convinced that after having this recent dream, that it isn't real and I'm just going crazy.

Then it talked to me about a girl who was supposed to be a long lost friend of mine, but I've never seen any leads regarding this either. The only thing I could grasp onto was one clue.

Her name was Styra.