Dream

Agnieszka Sylwia Izdebska

P2785499, Aplied Media Practice Assessment; DMUic, IYZ Media progression Drama&Theatre Arts.

Dream.

By Vintusu D.T.Art

Dream page list:

Chapter 1,

Seventh Heaven, page 6.

Chapter 2

Ancient City, page 11.

Modern Town, page 13.

Modern Town – Center, page 19.

Seaside, page 22.

Ancient city, page 24.

Third Heaven, page 25.

Studio, page 26.

Modern Town, Oskar apartment, page 26.

Third heaven, page 28.

Modern Town, Oskar apartment, page 28.

Chapter 3

Humming birds garden, page 30.

Chapter 4

Seventh Heaven, page 32.

Dessert, Page 32-33.

Chapter 5

Humming bird garden, page 34.

Oskar apartment, page 35.

“If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.”

William Blake

Seventh Heaven.

Raphael works in his office on the plan for new souls' creation in the “after postmodernism '' project which he will share with his brothers Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, Raziel and Lucifer during their next meeting. He tries to focus, but His mind is wandering around their present problems, much bigger than the program for future generations... He interrupts writing the project and begins to think loudly: “From the time when Father abandoned the kingdom without any word that He... He is leaving us... and from following this “incident” war against forces of the abyss, the power and responsibility of creation over the 7 realms of the heavens, the earth and the 7 realms of hell rest in ours - archangels' hands. Now whether Mike and Luci like it or not we have to play to the same goal...” – Raphael starts whispering his prayer“Father, I know you can hear me... how to the deepest hell are we going to overcome the clash between Michael and Lucifer, forget the past and focus on saving the Earth from the powers of the abyss instead of fighting who was right aeons ago during Lucifer's fall?”. Raphael interrupts his work and looks through the window trying to over His ruminating thoughts. “I am sitting on this project for days with no break”- he thinks to himself and stands up from his desk to spread His wings. His head pulsates with pain and his heart is torn by grief. It happens any time when his thoughts unconsciously follow the Father You just left this empty and cold throne – he says loudly. Any time I want to speak with You there is silence. Funny – he says – funny I can heal every creation of this dimensional universe, but I can’t heal myself from the pain you cause in me... in all of us by your leaving Father. He comes very close to the window, from where is a breathtaking view of the whole 7th heaven to watch billion of angels small as ants, looks so busy, looks so engaged in Tikkun Olam and rebuilding the Kingdom after battling with the Abyss, floating in the sun of the day, healing. “They are so beautiful in the light of heaven” - Raphael says and sets his fingers to send a healing spell to all presence being - “Light of heaven without your light. Why didn’t you say the word before you left the Throne? Where are you now?”

How the abyss got so far – to 7th heaven knows only Raziel – chief of the highest mysteries and one who knows the abyss like no other entity Now Raphael closes His eyes and lets the sunlight doff his skin reminiscent of Father's ersatz light in the

hope that this will relieve the pressure in the temples and the hazy from pain vision. Get a grip Raphael – he scolds himself loudly - so far, we have displaced the abyss from the physical dimension of the Kingdom, the Earth and Hell, but it remains inside the souls of billions of people on Earth. Even Lucifer, lord of darkness and rebellion, is powerless to summon it to hell. It is something that did not originate in hell and did not come out of hell - he said when they met all together after all those aeons for the first time just before the first great battle with Abyss. “Get a grip, Raphael this is only tiredness, that’s all” – he tells himself again and begins to breathe deeply to bring his mind relief. Tears run from under closed eyelids down the cheeks. At the same time, somebody decided to call Him. - “God damn. That is the 3rd heaven and this idiot Muriel. What does he want and why now?” - He says through clenched teeth, wipes His tears and picks up the call. -” Raphael speaking” - He says harshly.

“Praise be to the 7th heaven and its archons with their angels...” begin but his thick and fluffy voice is harshly interrupted by Raphael.

“I don't have time for ceremonies, tell me what's going on” says Raphael bluntly

“It’s me, Muriel, from the time of the battle with the great Abyss I am in charge of...”

“For God’s sake Muriel! I appointed you myself! Imagine that I know you are Head of 3rd heaven guardian angels, you don’t have to tell me what toilet you are sitting in – I know, just go to the point I am remarkably busy now” Raphael impatiently interrupts Him again.

“I am calling to ask for your permission to assassinate Oskar – the soul who...”.

“Wait a moment, the same Oskar about who Lucifer called me a few days ago?”.

“I don’t know about whom Lucifer called you, I am calling you because we have serious trouble here.”.

“I will not give you permission for any assassination, forget about it. Don’t tell me you can’t manage one kid and call me while I have a real problem with the whole Kingdom.”.

“Kid?”.

“Don’t say He is a criminal.”.

“Maybe not a criminal, but we think He is Lucifer’s son. Lucifer should take care of Him so we may do our jobs.

“I spoke about Him with Lucifer who also declared He wants His soul.”.

“See? Thank God it’s done then, yes? The Boy is going to Hell, and everyone is happy.”.

“No Muriel. The boy is not going to Hell because He is not Lucifer’s son and neither the son of any of Lucifer’s demons”.

“How do you know?”.

“We trialed Him in Hell already Therefore, He is staying under our guards' '.

“These passive-aggressive traits make Him unbearable to work with. All His ex- guardians landed in psychotherapy (...) “.

“Sometimes I agree with Lucifer watching how vampires, vain, shallow and greedy for domination over free soul’s 3rd heaven become with their love for the power”thought sadly Raphael. - “That’s another issue I will have to take care of and build a new project on. Instead of protecting people, guardians became machines feeding themself by the power of the people’s souls. Disgusting...”.

“(...) He becomes wild anytime we give him protection. I have nobody to guard Him.” -continues Muriel.

“In the name of Justice of the highest light, I will not let you assassinate the kid because of your own ineptitude.”.

“Stop blaming me Raphael, you know we are short staff after the battle and overloaded with work”.

“Like everybody Muriel, don’t waste my time and get it together Bye”.

“Wait Raphael wait”.

“What again?”.

“I have nobody to guard Him. Help us. At least agree to send Him to limbo cell and send him more punishments”.

“It’s not my problem Muriel. You should figure it out without calling me. I thought you would be competent to do your job when I chose you.”.

Raphael doesn’t want to speak with Him anymore. He doesn’t want to speak with anybody from the time when Father abandoned the Kingdom. In the deepest truth, he couldn't stand Muriel’s rigid adherence to rules as if it were a matter of life and death therefore, deep down, he liked Oskar in his maladjustment.

“The last who watched Him was Ramiel but capitulated after the Kid stole the horn of Israfil and blew into it three times.”.

Raphael couldn’t take it anymore and burst out laughing.

“What the hell Raphael is wrong with you? Do you know how much time it took me to clean up this mess?”.

“Muriel let’s be honest” Raphael still can’t stop laughing. Israfil exposed himself drunk like last Earthman sinner into unconsciousness in some parochial astral worlds pubs that kids practising lucid dreaming have access to. Oskar took his chance, stop blaming Him and get into the work on your effectiveness and competence of your teams.”.

“I sent guardians with special unit training to Him, but He is acting well to lull their vigilance very fast. We can’t catch Him, we can’t find Him, we do not know who He is?”.

“It’s not my problem. You will not assassinate, arrest or punish Him. Let me get over this non...”.

“Raphael, let's be honest it would be a disaster if in nearby taverns of 2nd and 1st heaven appear a gossip that the Father disappears.”.

Raphael froze. Cornered by Muriel, He had no other choice:

“Fine. What is your solution?”.

“Send Him to Hell. Just give Him to Lucifer.”.

“Don’t you remember what this is all about and that we are in competition with Lucifer? Oskar had His trial in Hell and did not belong there, despite the fact that they want Him.”.

“Let’s then make Him “our” trial then, and “our” interrogation.”.

“How You wanna get Him on trial if I said no assassination does not come

into play?”.

“Don’t worry Raphael. We make it without causing the death of the body Inception trial”.

“Not a hair of his head will perish. Pledge to 3rd heaven pride and promise on your own chair”.

“ I promise.”.

“All right then you have my permission for an inception trial and interrogation”.

Chapter 2

Ancient City

Oskar walks admiringly around one of His favourite places, which he found in the dream world – the desert ancient city. The Lands of Hypnos opens an entrancing perspective of freedom and adventure where he escapes from reality to be alone and experience something fantastically extraordinary. His own miraculously phenomenal trip into the thicket of the unknown and untamed. He is fascinated and ready to lose himself in the narrow streets and secret passages while he sneaks around brushing his fingers over primaeval hieroglyphs on the walls. He knows this part of the city reflects His own subconscious. He comes here often to discover his own mysteries and learn new things about himself. He is not in the mood to build or program today As the beginner He spent hours on the desert alone praying, meditating, begging His subconscious to open this for Him, learning how to connect with the inner centre of power of creation and exercising. As soon He learned how to create and build consciously from His own centre, He walked in the desert part and built the architecture of His part of the city Himself by combining influencing Him architectural features of ancient Roman temples, amphitheatres, triumphal arches with Egyptian obelisks and pyramidal sacral constructions. Currently, he has been working on his own imagining the creation of the hanging gardens of Babylon, but not now Now he just chills, resting and exploring reflections of His subconscious. Now the air is heavy, and the sun is full. Now he just wanders in the shady part of the alley with no definite purpose or plan, lost exactly as he likes without keeping time.

Now he just moves forward and gives to this moment of fully focused present freely all of himself. He found the information about lucid dreaming a few years ago when he researched his cognitivist studies and reminded himself that it happened to him spontaneously in the past when he was a teen and had nightmares about hell. Beginnings weren’t easy and it took time to master how to stay aware in the dream world and yes when he started, he was not able to even remember His dreams. Today he wishes and prays for grace to learn how to control the weather in His dream. He is in the mood to fly He looks up at the perfectly blue sky “If only I could make a few clouds for 15 minutes of rain to disperse that heavy air and fly.” – he thinks. The memory of the last time when He flies comes to Him. He loves it. Pure freedom. No chains. No metal bars of human suffering. Unity and connection with everything without pain, the feeling of loss and no need to smoke another cigarette to suppress not only that feeling but also his own stormy nature. “All right, all right. I will stop smoking, I don’t wanna have cancer” – Oskar thinks to himself after a string of images waving through his mind with the speed of light and stopping on the image of Him with the cigarette. He also knew that suppressing His nature and powers with nicotine usually end up with the periodical deterioration of inner integrity which reflects in His health. “All right let’s try to do some warming, relieving rain” – he redirects himself and closes His eyes, isolates Himself tightly from the outside, focuses on His breath and tries to set the energy in motion in His solar plexus. Liquid drum and bass music with angelic vocals appeared from his inside and delicately, gradually beginning to reverberate and fly through his muscles, making his body vibrate energetically He focuses all his presence on His solar plexus and tries to imagine the sky with rain clouds and rays of the sun dancing amongst water droplets forming rainbow prisms on a micro-scale. Now he moves all His presence in the solar plexus and… the beautiful image of rain disappears instead He sees himself lighting up a cigarette and showing a middle finger. Oskar opens His eyes frustrated – “Fine I will make this strict fast when I wake up all right? I will do this!”. He grabs the stone lying next to his right feet and he throws it with all his physical might with anger Obviously, His subconscious communicates to Him he has no access to the powers of creation which control the weather as long his body is addicted to any substance. Oskar reminds Himself what a cognitivist says about two kinds of pain. Good pain is developmental pain and bad pain comes from friction with reality Now he received a mission to face a good pain that he naturally wants to avoid. He is only

human and like all humans, he simply follows pleasure. The design of the universe annoys Him. “Whoever invented the need for pain for natural development must have been a true sadist, not the Creator.” – he thinks furiously and adds with sadness – “I will not fly today”. The stone he just threw bounced off the wall. The sound grabs Oskar’s attention. Graffiti Mural Writing poem appears on the wall:

“The

seed is crying

Oh no, no I’m dying, I’m dying…

The shell is cracking, is cracking and the end for me is coming. My end is coming.

No, you little seed

Look closely…

It is just the beginning.”

Oskar feels totally fed up. “And this? What is this supposed to mean?” – he shouts angrily “This is enough I wanna wake up”, he said tiredly A gentle breeze appears; he feels like it smoothly blows and brings relief for sunbaked skin. Oskar sees that the beautiful painting of the orchid appears on the wall. He likes it. He likes the orchids. They are so delicate and predatory at the same time. The shutters of this alley opens and pots with His beloved lilies and lavenders appeared on windows. That soothing, reassuring scent enveloped Him. He cools down. Take a few deep breaths. He feels His subconscious communicates to Him there is some work to do by this for Him. Something He needs to find or understand. “Fine I’ll stay but give me a motorcycle so I may go deeper.” he says loudly. An electric scooter for children appears and Oscars’ jaw dropped. “You must be joking… This?! I asked for Chopper…” The wind starts to blow very strong and harshly like it would be a caution to not pull the string. “Fine, fine, all right. It will take a hundred years to get into the second level of immersion on this children’s toy, but all right and thanks by the way...”. A protective helmet appeared hanging on the handlebar of the scooter. “And what else? What more? Maybe hi vis vest for that?” – Oskar mocks it out, laughs it

out loudly, gets on the scooter, puts on a protective helmet and sets off on an interspatial path.

Modern Town.

Oskar immediately landed approximately 30 miles from Modern Town, the second level of His dream. Trip remained rather jump than drive. “That was quick” - he thinks and at the same time a new neural pathway opens for Him and He feels like the new ability to quicker travel between levels appears up for him like He could do it always, but for some reason forget about it and now he just reminds himself he is able to do it. “Wow That’s cool” he said loudly, very excited. Gentle warm wind blows into his face. He immediately begins to test his new dreaming skill. After jumping to the ancient city again and returning to the modern town he finds out that jumping takes a lot of energy and he shouldn’t play with it without reason. Now he feels exhausted. He decides to visit an apartment he created in this town for his needs for “charging”.

“It’s on the other side of the town centre” – he thinks and adds – “apparently, I can jump there but God knows what I will have to do this time, so I better save my energy for later It’s not far from here. I’ll drive.”. He just gets closer to the city centre. Looks at the little dashboard of his scooter for children. “Hm. Maybe this scooter is for kids but it's fast as a cutter as it’s able to drive 120 miles per hour. Where is… Oh here.” –he presses the red button with the “Ultra turbo” sign and immediately feels acceleration. “Woow. Amazing.” he says. At the same time the speed limit sign appeared on the way informing that the limitation is 20 miles per hour “You must be joking. It’s my dream so I can speed like I want. What are you gonna do? Send me a speed camera ticket?” - Oskar shouts to the sky and laughs mischievously. A very strong wind starts to blow and naturally slowed down the scooter “God damn” –says Oskar and slows down to 50 miles per hour noticing that the scooter is losing trajectory – “Fine. You won. Happy?! I slowed, but I will not get lower than 50! No way. Why do You want me to slow? The road is empty.” – he argues with His subconsciousness. - “What can happen to us here? It’s safe to get a little bit of pleasure from speeding. I do not understand what’s your pro…” and then he just saw and felt something very strange and understood that the warning sign was there for a reason to make him notice that something wrong is going on with the dream. In his

perfect vanilla sky at sunset, artificial slimes in red colour appeared and it wasn’t His projection. “What the hell?” he thinks, driven into a sense of ultra-vigilance. The air trembles very strangely and He feels the heat of something paralysing. His perception turns into slow motion. Another speed sign appeared informing the speed limitation is 120 miles per hour and at the same time ultra-strong wind blows Oskars back. “All right Baby let’s finally do proper speeding here” says delighted Oskar and presses “ultra turbo”. He hears thunders behind Him and when the deafening slow motion passed, he looked back for a moment and saw a terrifying thunderstorm behind.

Oskar arrived at the town centre but deep in his mind He still tries to rationalise what happened there on the road - “It could be caused by jumps between levels. Otherwise, what else could make it?”. This thought ran through his mind like a Russian interplanetary cruiser in a race for space conquest and did not let Him rest and enjoy the way He experienced for the first time the projection which does not belong to Him inside His dream, and He is concerned about it. Vigilance does not pass away on the contrary – it multiplies. “Yes, welcome home” - he smiles to himself because he passes the advertising billboard with the idea that he designed a few weeks ago that instead of commercials and messages serving to consumption and instant pleasures, his towns billboards are going to “advertise” or reminds him of thoughts that are important for him for some reasons and make His dream town feel like a real home not a temple of consumption and concrete jungle to survive. The welcoming sign of his modern town in a huge neon billboard is inspired by a verse from one poem: “Let's hurry to love people - they pass so quickly”. “Finally I need a proper refresh” – says with relief Oskar thirsty for a cold, bracing shower after the heat of the day in the Ancient City and strange road events, not to mention that here in Modern Town the air is even denser. Oskar was still learning the world of dreams, its elements, phenomena and principles, however, he noticed that at deeper levels, elements from the lower levels are often multiplied. The air is sweltering, and Oskar knows it is the result of deregulation of dopamine in His system, which happens always when he goes on holiday in awaken reality As usually happens on Oskars’ holidays it happened this time. He just let go of everything which constructs his daily healthy routine in favour of instant pleasures. No meditation, no exercises, no cold showers, no intermediate fasting - just letting go of everything and indulging in craving results in the simple biochemical effect flooding his system with an easy and

addicting instant dopamine so he returned from holiday more heavy and tired than before he went. “No surprise the air is heavy here - if on the awaken state I feel like a huge heavy elephant after my holiday insanity” he thinks now regretting and cursing himself for each mint chocolate ice-cream he ate and every single cigarette he smoked and each tequila shot he drank and few other things. No. He does not want to even remind himself of fleeting acquaintances and drama… Oskar never played as innocent in the game and according to him a holiday (and probably whole life) is just a state of mind that needs to be lived according to the principle: “It is better to regret what you have done than what you have not done” and now he regrets that chocolate mint ice-cream very much. Especially when he thinks about how much work and motivation and “good pain” he will need to put into his real-life routine to regulate his brain and dopamine on the proper level, which will take at least two weeks of strict discipline in keeping routine straight to the plan. Yes. He regrets it, but these ice creams were worth it… He also knows after the first shock He will sing Edith Piath's “Non, Je ne regrette rien” again like he always does. “Maybe this road event is connected with this Amsterdam adventure?” He tries to find the explanation – “but it does not make any sense. It never happened whenever I ruined my dopamine regulation and after any holidays even those in Peru and Ayahuasca Shamanic adventure so how Amsterdam could have any connection with this…It is just not possible”. He parks his scooter on the driveway and walks the path way to the door of His apartment. His attention drawns to the nearby parked van. “Movie crew team”? What the hell is that? He keeps moving on because he is too tired to investigate what “Movie crew team” van is doing in Modern Town in his dream now “All I need is shower… I will take care of this later…”. Comes closer to designed by him security electronic pad and enters combination of security code. Doors to His apartment opens as usual and He enters inside. “Finally in home”. Oskar goes straight to the bathroom, “Action” somebody's shouts. He hears the sound of gas being released and immediately everything went white around him. Feeling of shortness of breath and dizziness appears together with heart palpitation. “Oh no…”. Sudden imperative thought “RUN” comes, but it seems it's too late because chains appears on Oskar wrists and ankles. “Who the hell are you?!” He shouts, but nobody answers Him. Wave of smoking heat flooded Oskar body “Think Oskar! Focus…”, he says to himself, feeling trapped and fighting to keep from losing consciousness. He tries to concentrate all His energy in solar plexus and make another jump but it

feels the chains are blocking Him from this. Last chance… bedroom… Image of His bed as the portal to the modern town centre appears in his mind. “Yes, I must try my shortcut.”. He slowly starts to move to His bedroom. Each step was giving his body unbelievable pain. “Just to the end of this corridor, right, through the living room and I'll be in bedroom” he says to himself while his eye vision began to melting and the corridor becomes slightly blurred. “Few steps. I can do it - I am not gonna crawls here”. He enters the living room and the vision that appears to him froses him. He suffocates can't take the breath. The image went black for a while. “No. no matter I see here… I must keep on moving on. I can't give up…”. Vision appears again. Oskar feels like the tears are coming into his eyes and flows down the cheeks. “Who are you?” he asks ready to fight. The mans with masks of animals dancing sensually with chains around their wrists didn’t say a word. They ignore Oskar completely like they would be in a kind of trance. The eyes behind the masks are so cold and unconscious. As if their souls were elsewhere. As if their souls have been stolen.

“No… this is not true Oskar… It's only hallucination… But I am not gonna finish like them”, he says to himself and takes another steps. Oskar keeps moving, in the middle of the living room suddenly “the wolf” man's eyes become conscious. He stares at Oskar without blinking. After a few more steps “the rabbit” man and “the deer” man interrupt their dance and follow Oskar, making him feel surrounded. “Who are you?! What do you want from me?! What the hell is that?!”. They don't answer Oskar noticed that the closer He gets to the bedroom door, more prisoners become reactive by staring at him and surrounding him, but they are not aggressive, do not stop Him and they do not say the word. Finally, he enters the bedroom threshold. The whole crowd follows him inside and watches him. Oskar lies himself on bed, presses the hidden switch to the control panel of the portal and clicks the password. “Are you ready for your trip to the centre Oskar?” says AI. “Yes, as never before, take me from this grotesque”. “Portal activation cancelled, system fail, unrecognised circumstance”. “What?!” Oskar shouts angrily and the crowd of lunatic mans waves ominously. “Ach, that’s probably those bloody chains…”. Oskar focuses again all his energy on imagining that chains are breaking. Nothing… He looks around on His bedroom again in search of inspiration on how to break it completely, then his eyes stop on Descartes' poster hanging above His bed. The inscription on the poster says:

“I am not unlike a prisoner who enjoyed an imaginary freedom during his sleep, but, when he later begins to suspect that he is dreaming, fears being awakened and

nonchalantly conspires with these pleasant illusions' '. In this moment Oskar feels like all pain just disappears and His vision clarifies. Wave of new positive and joyful energy fills his body. “Thank you Descartes I always could count on you…” says Oskar Now he knows what to do to break a chain… He hears the main doors open. “Well, I think we got something”, “No way. Don’t tell me our fish swallowed the hook”, “Yeah. Where is he?”, “He is probably writhing in the corner somewhere”, “Went so far there – You will check the kitchen I will check the living room”, “Fine”. Oskar hears the sound of footsteps getting closer “Kitchen clear”. Wave of adrenaline floods Oskars body “Quick. Time for surfing baby.” He thinks and begins to rationalise, (inspired just right now by Descartes') discovery: “in the dream world everything seems to be opposite than in the real world. If reality is build on free bodies with minds in chains…. Yes. I can't be wrong… Alexa: Provide the instruction: My body can't be in chains in dream as long my mind is staying free in awaken reality.”

Commands Oskar to AI. “Instruction provided. System updated. The portal is being prepared”. The chains break and Oskar feels the familiar pleasant tingling. “Hey did you hear that?”; “yeah. He must be in the bedroom…” Doors from the bedroom opens. “Holy crap” somebody swears but Oskar couldn’t see who. “Alexa activate the safe mode!”; “Confirmed”. Concrete wall plate begins to move slowly between the bed and bedroom doors. The last thing Oskar sees before he closes his eyelids while familiar pulling begins was a crowd of strange silhouettes attacking intruders. Modern Town – centre.

Oskar opens his eyes. He lies in bed in an abandoned warehouse close to the city centre. He likes this place because it is not noticeable and ordinary people from his subconscious do not enter here convinced like in the real world that it is possibly an apartment for the homeless people. So those silhouettes were the part of my subconscious protecting me and I thought they were intruders responsible for this gas and then that they were hallucinations… “What the hell was that… I need to wake up and think about it safely outside” he thinks but quickly realises he can't wake up as usual. “Why everything is so strange tonight?! What is this all about?!”. Million of further question marks appears in Oskar mind. Frustrated and puzzled, he comes out to the street trying to figure out the plan what's next. Street was so

crowded. More than usual. Oskar doesn’t like the crowds. Feels claustrophobic in it. People looks very alert and watch Oskar while passing. “Don’t worry I am fine answers Oskar to woman looks like his mother until she has chance to ask”. She passes him silently He is just getting closer to the main centre street. “Who were those guys? And how they break into my apartment?” he wanders. He feels it is not the end and it is not safe to thinking about it here. He feels like something/somebody sits on his back. “They may appear anytime again I need to stays in crowd until I figure out what's next”. Certainly, he needs to work on programming new security system because that was obviously not enough. He feels exhausted and overwhelmed like after three sleepless nights with rain. “I have no other option than use an emergency exit from first level to wake up. Normally it would take me an ages to get there from here but now I can jump there, get through the exit and wake up safely in my bed. Too much adventures like on one night… yes that’s the plan…” He focuses on making a jump to first level, but finds his energy has not recovered yet after last jumps, then he hears slow rhythmic drumming and something like singing or calling, very quiet and blurry at first. “What's that?”, feels intriguing and very familiar even though it’s the first time it appears in his dream. Oskar feels a warm and growing thirst to follow it, to discover its source. Even so quiet it resounds in Him. The whole reality of the dream seems to pulse and direct Him to the source of the sound. He feels he must follow it, there is no other option. It is so strong, so pulling and so sweet. Now when he makes his way through the crowd He feels like Alice in Wonderland. Feeling of endless longing appears in him. “No. I can't lose you…” he thinks, not so sure why he thinks that. He speeds up. All he wants is to find it as quickly as possible. Calling becomes louder he hears the words:

“Neon light thoughts

Give dreams, steal dreams

Save me, save me

I walk alone still innocent

In neon dreams, I look at myself

I watch my old world disappear

Save me, save me”

“Wait Oskar… What if it is a trap of those guys?” something in Him begin to doubt. “What if all I have to do now is to just wake up?”. Gentle wind pushes him forward, fresh breeze encourages him to keeps follow the call. “Don’t believe to those who say: freedom after death” the monument city advertisement appears before his eyes. He smiles, he designs this while listening to his favourite band. There should be another very close oh here it is “Don’t believe to those who say: love is ending one day”. The calling became more intense and drumming louder “It can't be far from here”. Little hummingbird caught his attention, it hung in the air and seems to be waiting on Oskar “This little guy behaves very strange what are you trying to show me friend?”. Oskar makes a few steps toward him and stops, the hummingbird flies a bit forward and hangs in the air again looking at Oskar. “All right, show me”, Oskar goes after him and humming bird was very vigilant to check if he follows all the time. They were getting closer to the strict centre. Holograms of huge lions jumping on the city centre buildings created by Oskar remind him of his pride and the holograms of spermatozoids flying around city hall remind him about the miracle of new life creation. The smell of His mama burritos recipe lingers in the air. Crowd becomes so chilled and relaxed, children playing freely and widely around the centre fountain while their parents laugh loudly and enjoy another beautiful day. Oskar feels his bliss and felicity when three guys with wings emerges from a cross street everything magical of this moment just sprays like a soap bubble. “There he is! Don’t let him escape!”. Oskar shuts his mouth after seeing guys with wing first time in his life chasing him like he would be at least a criminal. “Not them again…” He turns to the opposite site and start running. Something cold passes over his ear. “You idiot You missed” he hears behind him and see that the snail hit by that became frozen. “I must lose them…” he thinks and runs into the centre gallery. Quickly get into the lift to 8 level praying that those strange guy with wings did not notice him. Too late. “There. In the lift. 8 Floor. Oskar jumps out on 8 floor and see how the angels just lands here in the same time. “Shit. They flying very fast.” He thinks and runs again. Little hummingbird stays with him like he would like to helps him to escape by the front one flew out. “Drive well” shouts Oskar feels like about spit out his lungs. “Oh, damn cigarettes…” he thinks while little guy shows him familiar way to ICT room.

“Yes, you are genius, we can use the portal to the seaside from there”. Oskar fell into ICT and caught the first computer that was turn on. “Alexa take me to third level immediately! Danger!”. “Portal opened. I wish you a pleasant journey”. The last thing he saw during familiar pulling was the shocked faces of angels. Seaside.

Oskar lands on the bamboo floor of beach pub he created four months ago. Wide sandy beach, the sound of the ocean and what Oskar loves the most – immensity of kiss ocean and sky as horizon. His hammock was hanging in the same place where he had last left it after watched the setting sun and the night of shooting stars far away from town and city lights. He just reminds himself how much he loves coming here at night under the full moon and bathing naked in the ocean and how much he misses it. He starts dream of kitesurfing immediately when he feels this vibe. “Mm my favourite place” he purrs delightedly. The only trouble was the air - extremely heavy and thick and there is not even a shadow of little breeze. He sighes and then reminds himself all this crazy chase he just escaped from. “Oh Mr Oskar we haven't seen you for a long time. How are you? It seems it's not a nice weather for kitesurfing today sir Would you like a massage?” Said Asian pub lady with tattoos (of the Pappay - cartoon main character and ocean waves) who Oskar created together with this pub. Guest seems to be extremely drank and not aware of danger which he just run away from. “Thank you dear. Not now. I am in big trouble.”. “Oh, really what happen? Can I help you?”. “No. Yes. Please if you see guys with wings here just tell them you don’t know me and haven't see me. “. “I think you lost your mind a little bit Mr. Oskar. What guys with wings? Also You designed me to not lie remember?”. “Oh, did I also programmed you so cheeky and bold? This time you can lie allright? No. You must lie! It is really important you need to lie to them.”. Oskar gets as quick he can to pub stationary computer “Alexa show me where is the nearest working portal in this Island?”. AI makes a hologram map of the island and shows the beach pub at a distance of 20 miles. “Fine. Alexa where is the nearest vehicle I can use to travel?” he asks. “You can use your BMW behind the pub, the keys are in box office”. “Oh, thanks God”, shouts delighted Oskar. He turns his face to his pub lady creation “all right Jessica. Please lie to the angels for me when they come”. “They are here now.“

- She points her finger into disoriented angels in the middle of the beach. “God damn… they fast as hell…” says Oskar “Quickly Jessica you must hide me” he whispers and crouches down to hide behind the beach bar. The guys just turned their faces into pubs and starts to walk towards. “No! Jessica slowly opens the box office and give me key for BMW please try to distract them”. The angels just come into the pubs. Drank guests are very moved by the arrival of strangers. “Look Brian.

I've never seen such weirdos with wings in my life” muscular guy with the drunken face smells like sudor on kilometer, mocks them up - what provokes one angel and starts the fight. Immediately all beach pub become a fighting field with the strangers. “Oh. Thank God, for that” Jessica quickly passes him the key for BMW and Oskar quietly slips out through the back door He caught the BMW which smell and air condition inside was like a salvation, sets up navigation and off to go. In the mirror He sees only an angel and other two reaching Him. They are gesturing briskly spreading his wings, jumping hysterically and pointing out his car Oskar smiles to himself with satisfaction “You're not gonna fly boys…” while adding more gas. Plays his favourite music on and feels like in the time when music was everything, when the music was a god for him.

When he reaches another beach pub without asking anybody for permission grab the pub stationary computer “Alexa, I need to get to the ancient city as soon. Take me there please.”, “Portal activated. I wish you the pleasant journey”. He looks longingly at the ocean for the last time. “I will come back to you soon baby” he says before the portal pulls him up.

Ancient city

“Ah what a relief… how could I complain on this air before… mmm it’s perfect” –Oskar savored every breath of the desert climate. He lies on stoned floor, closes his eyes for a moment. He sees a meadow where he used to run as a little boy not knowing his name yet and asking the wind for answers in what to believe. “Oskar pull yourself together” he thinks to himself, “I need to wake up until those psychopaths catch me…”. He opens his eyes. Focuses all his inner power and will to wake up.

“What the hell!? Why I can’t wake up from here?”. He feels like he lost all control on what is going on… “God damn… what if I stay here forever?”. He imagined his mother crying above his body lying in coma in hospital bed and telling her neighbours and rest of the family: “he just got into longboat in the fog and he sailed as far as he could. He got lost”. “No way… It will not happen.”. He tries to wake up again. Nothing. Small feeling of panic gripped him for a moment and then he hears the familiar soothing buzzing of little wings. Little Hummingbird lands next to Him.

“My little friend. You again? Where have you been?” says Oskar refreshed by a friendly presence. The bird took fly again and hang staring on Oskar like he would ask Him: “Why are you still sitting here you idiot? follow me!”. “All right, all right I am coming”. Oskar has to run to keep up with him. And then He recognizes the path which hummingbird tries to show him. “Of course… thank you! I know what to do now.”. He reminds himself about emergency exit he build at the beginning of his conscious dreaming practice in case something like what happening now would happen to Him. “You are right I am idiot I completely forgot about this gate…” he says to His little friend. Hummingbird sits on his arm. Oskar keeps running to the gate as much strength in his legs let him. On the right he passes pharaohs tomb.

“Only two streets…” he thinks. “Only two bloody streets and I will wake up in my bed…”. He finally gets to the gate ready to jump through and… “What the hell again!?”. Oskar finds out that the gates are plumbs and locked by God knows what.

“That so straan…” he couldn’t finish as he feels this strange familiar paralysing slow motion. “Hitted '' he hears the voice of the angel who begins the fight in the Seaside pub. “Not them again”… He thinks… “No way they will not catch me now…Think Oskar… Focus…”. Little hummingbird flies up into the air and takes an attacking stance. “No don’t fight. Hide. They will freeze you. I will be fine” Oskar said but his little friend rushed to attack the angels. He sees in slow motion with open jaws like His little friend is faster than the angels and diverts their attention from Him. “I am completely stoned by their magic”. Oskar tries to wake up again. Nothing. “God I am stuck here… Unless I try to log out from studio…” This desperate thought seems crazy Studio was on the fourth level of Oskar's dream. “The atmosphere will be like a vacuum there… I have never made a jump through three levels “he self-doubts himself but gentle breeze flows into His face. He sees a vacuum suit next to plumbed gates. “All right, let's try this insane thing.”. He quickly wears a vacuum suit and just disappears from the field of vision of angels.

Third heaven.

“What do you mean he just disappears? How come?” asks furious Muriel stares at a hologram of completely wet, covered with sand and pecked agents. “Are you professionals or a group of idiots who can't do anything on their own?”.

“Muriel we have it under control, our radars locate Him on the 4th level of his dream.” “Where?!” Muriel is in shock.

“Well, we found him to be an advanced dream builder. He programs this quite smartly He uses the AI as a portal to reimmersions and disimmersions His dream and travel between levels in very quick time.

“Jesus, I have enough of this kid. May the good God let him pass as soon as possible. You need to catch him and bring me some evidence to send him to hell or at least a cell.” Muriel says through his teeth.

“We work on that. He is fast.”.

“Then better work better! Don’t let him escape. I expect next call with positive news”. “Yes sir”.

“And why do you guys look so wet and... like seven misfortunes?

“Oh, You wouldn’t believe that… He made the bloody storm to stop our entrance to the second level“.

“You idiots. He is only the dreaming kid not the…”.

“I told you, you wouldn't believe…”.

“Bye for now. Better don’t botch this job this time if you wanna keep yours alive.”. “Muriel… We are actually calling to tell you… that we need a vacuum suits to complete the mission…”.

“What?!”

Studio.

Oskar opens His eyes in the studio. It is completely empty, endless, pure white space. He prepared a comfortable chair, proper desk and computer to program this level when he was here last time ages ago. Despite the extreme energy drop after

the jump, he immediately gets to the computer and begins to program protective layers, hidden passages and cache locations. Feeling inspired by his vacuum suit he programmes and changes the background of this level from plain to the surface of Mars. For a moment he stares into space and admired the beauty of the Earth and the Sun. Pulls into the creation process and the feeling of solitude grows rapidly from this breathtaking view he begins to design an astronomical cat as the companion and the Martian robot injecting the intravenously coffee through the spacesuit, while he reminds himself: “Oskar, focus! You are here to make the direct exit to reality, not the cat and coffee robot.”. He corrected the code provided into the system for exit creation instruction. “Siri, how much time will it take to complete an exit creation?” he asks the AI. “I am worried you do not have enough time to escape” says the voice behind him. He turns and sees three angels in vacuum suits and feels a paralysing feeling not allowing him to move. “Come on guys, inject him quickly and let's take him to the target location.

Modern Town – Oskar apartment.

“Who are you?! What do you want from me?!” asks Oskar “ what are you doing in my dream?!”. “We are coming from 3rd heaven guardian angels department and We are here to trial you.” Answers the angel who for Oskar seems to be a leader of the group. “Trail me? For what? What did I do? You can't torture me in my dream, it's my dream.”. It's not you who is going to ask the questions and dictate the conditions here. Oskar feels completely paralysed but the injection makes another strange effect. That was like a shot of something spreading in the veins which was pulling Him and all his senses tells Him to not go there. Something like cold empty dark and foggy space from which there is no return. Oskar fights with all his mental powers. “You can't go there, Oskar. You must stay here”. Feeling of adrenaline rises which helps him to think clearly This state reminds him how he struggled with suddenly changed weather to off-shore wind in Seaside while he was kitesurfing a year before. Wind pulled him away from the coast and didn’t let him return to sea shore without skillful release power from a kiting control bar and complicated nuances of converting traction power of kite and its directions. That was really scary. He was afraid he will not return and drawn as he is scared now “From where do you have

your powers?'' The highest of the trio angel begins to interrogate Him. “What powers? I don’t know what you are talking about!”. “Shit he either doesn't remember either plays with us. Looks like he is a bit resistant at this stage. Soon you will remind yourself little bird… give him another injection”. Hit. Oskar feels another stronger pull into the abyss like the wind blowing in his kite would change from steady 18 mph to 40 mph for a big kite. “Hell… this is strong…” Oskar feels like he is pulling with double power away from his conscious shore, image becomes blurry he knows he begins loosing his vision, last time he look into Descartes poster hanging on the ceiling above his bed “Whatever will happen do not close your eyelids” he advices to himself. He is feeling he just drift away. This feeling is so complete, the abyss becomes so warm and inviting, embracing Him. His intuition tells him “Don’t let it deceive you. Don’t close your eyes “Black screen of vision. “Come on Oske tell to your uncles from where do you have your powers?” Angel insisting. “I don’t know if I have any powers”, then how did you get here and build your complicated dream? “I don’t know.”; “Don’t lie Oske! Tell us how it does begin?” I was curious…”; “Curious?” All three angels begins to laugh loudly! “Curiosity is first step to the hell!” mocks the muscleange. “haha”. “What did you do to get here?” angels insists on interrogation; “Think about Descartes Oskar”- his deeper self suggests him - “Don’t let it drag you…”. Oskar was silent. He doesn’t want to share with them how much sacrifice, learning, self - development work and hours of meditation it tooks it for him to get here. “Let me start again Oskar How did you stole the horn of Israfil?”, Oskar knows if he will start fight the abyss will pull him stronger “Stole what? From who?” Oskar pretends he doesn’t remember the big drunk sleepy guy with the funny horn in the pub which he founds accidently when he played with flying. “How did you get to first heaven?”, “First heaven? Have I been in first heaven? woooow”. “Damn look at him he is still resistant injection doesn’t work… Oskar continues to be wisely stupid “I've never believed in angels or demons, but I think I met few demons before and now I meet you… I always wandered if you exist… do you?” - Now time to strike and get closer to the shore of conscious- “Do you have a free will? Are you causa sui beings or sold out machines blindly following the boss orders?” - Oskar regains his vision.

“Damn call Muriel quickly…”

Third Heaven.

(…) “He is still asking for Causa Sui while he lost his vision already? Damn!”

“yes. We told you before. He is quite fast. Looks like his vision is just returning and he is taking back control. He is after a second injection, which means his values core is strong enough to oppose. Let him go, Muriel. We didn’t find anything suspicious.”

“No! Listen to me! Give him a third injection and abuse him, provoke him, make him angry or convince him he's not a human and does not have free will, take Him to the dark place of humanity, let him regret being human”, says Muriel.

“But Muriel… this is… We can't… this is not according Fathers protocol”.

“Don’t question me! Just do what I said”. Muriel interrupts the call.

Modern Town – Oskar apartment.

“Give Him third injection.” said the leader. HIT. Oskar feels the palpitations. Wind of abyss which is like 60mph right now, is pulling him far away again with the great speed.”. Feeling of hopelessness and doubt hits Oskar unexpectedly. “Blind king finally in our hands, look how his crown is weighting on him.” Mocks the angel who started a beach pub fight and spit into Oskar face. Flashbacks. “Don’t close your eyeslids” reminds deeper-self, calming down his panic attack. “Oskar life begins to pass before his eyes from last days back. “Is this falling or is this dying? I will return, even if it takes me forever, I won't give up.” Thinks Oskar and says to angels through his teeth: “I will not fall here… No way… I didn’t fall through all my way and I will not fall now…”. “Too late Oskar. It's too late for you. You are not human anymore. Now we will find who are you?”. “I am not finished.”. “What did you say? You're not what?”. “I am not done.”. “ Of course you are done.”. “We did you. You're in this for eternity. Till the end of the world. You will never escape from us.”. “Only God can do me” shouts Oskar “God is dead Baby God don’t care about this world anymore. God don’t care about you…” Oskar closes His eyes. He is pulled into spinning. “We got you little bird” Angels laughing. Oskar suffocates and trying to stop this process but feels powerless. “Look Oskar your resistance has no sense. Humanity is sold. Is

sold for the devil from a long time. Don’t you understand? Look how disgusting you humans are. Do you think you deserve free will? You humans don’t deserve it. Why father gave you humans free will? You are too immature too stupid for freedom! Look on all your history The facts and the numbers of deaths caused by human greed and lust for power speak for themselves” Oskar begins to questions everything what he believes in. He is now falling without a doubt sinking in the ocean of faithless. Grunts of meaning. Corridors of light. Darkness. Screams of terrified womens, crying childrens, swords strikes and sounds from battlefields, all battlefields from beginning of humanity, Corridors of lights, darkness, faces of dictators, genocides and wars from the beginning of humanity, Corridors of lights, Darkness, hunger, stealing, rapes, murders, the Ist World War, the 2nd World War, atom bomb, holocaust, world trade center, - Oskar feels like tears flows down the cheeks and his hearts burns with pain, limitless hopelessness and regret filles his heart - corridors of lights, darkness, faces, millions of billions faces of mans of all previous existing on earth generations with animal masks, chains around their wrists and ankles their cold lifeless eyes, chest with holes left by wounded hearts, their backs with hundred knifes of mutual betrayal in each dancing sensually. All hypnotised in front of a huge on the size of space plasma television showing an old man counting the banknotes, He feels ashamed that he is human. It's hurting. Corridors of lights. “NOW OSKAR” shoutes to him his deeper self. Oskar wakes up from the trance of hopelessness and collapse, focuses his all memory on good things, best moments of his life, on his love and generates the energy in his solar plexus. “Free humanity” he murmured vaguely “What is he saying?” asks the shocked leader of angels the rest of his crew… He fights with the visions by imaging life patterns, evolution of life from egg cell to developed form, patterns of sacred geometry He hears the laugh of the child and tries to embrace all good people and things happening on earth every day. Visions stop. Images of evolution from protozoa to the most complex forms of life, the blooming of the flower, the birth of a child. “I got it.” His control is coming back. Oskar focuses on the corridor of light and through fighting with gravity of the abyss flies into it. “We are worth our freedom.” He mumbled indistinctly but loudly and openes his eyelids. “Shit. He is returning from no returns…”. “Think about Descartes Oskar and keep your eyelids open.” Says to him his deeper self. Now Oskar is flying through the corridor of light with the speed of light is hearing familiar drumming and call:

“Neon light thoughts

Give dreams, steal dreams

Save me, save me

I walk alone still innocent

In neon dreams, I look at myself

I watch my old world disappear

Save me, save me”

Images of the garden where he hid as a boy appear like a promised land. Meadow with Hummingbirds, Flowers he always felt safe there. Yes… this place is calling me to return there. Oskar was not sure if he still can find it after so many years but he knew he has no other option. He must try He concentrates all his energy before the final jump. He feels absolute of the “here and now” and even though his eyes are physically blind he knows exactly where the angels are physically in the room. He looks at the angel leader and by looking directly into his eyes like he would be able to see him, he says: “In a few generations humanity will overcome anything which deceives us and push to the devil. Unlike you we will remain free till the end and soon we will outgrow angels as beings. You can't do me. I'm not a sadistic mental slave like you angels. I'm causa sui and only God can do me” says Oskar and disappears.

Chapter 3. Hummingbirds garden.

“I did it. I escaped from them. I'm finally safe.” Oskar is reassuring himself in the calming down process when he tries to just relax his body He feels his whole body pulsate with pain and this extreme tension does not help to dissolve it. The sun rays touch the skin of his face delicately. The soft grass of the meadow stretches beneath his back. The wave of pleasure mixes with the pain of earlier experience. Oskar cannot recover; he feels so stoned from it. Familiar buzzing sound of little wings and beautiful flowery scent push him to pull himself together He is all shaky Slowly open his eyelids. His vision still did not return but the first glimpses of light

break through the blackness of darkness. Gentle breeze refreshes his mood. “I will lie here for a while and rest until my vision comes back“. Oskar closes his eyelids. Overwrought by chase and fight with angels and abyss he drifted off immersing in bliss of the garden atmosphere and slumbering in his sleep. After a few hours of chilling, (although Oskar can't be sure how much time really flew) he opens his eyelids. Sees the beauty of the blue sky and knows that everything will be alright. Oskar leans on his elbows and rests his hands on the soft grass of the meadow. He looks into the space of the garden and sees thousands of tiny hummingbirds dancing in the flight with flowers. He feels he is observed yet the presence seems to be a part of him. He looks around. He sees a double swing in the middle of the garden right behind there is a small house. He stands up and walks slowly toward the swing. His body is still very exhausted. Oskar doesn’t overwork himself, doesn’t exert himself, he stops every few steps and lets the memory of the garden become alive, intense and pulsating. Pulsating with the life which he hadn't felt as pure as he does now since his childhood. He sits on the swings. Peace, love, freedom and nothing else really matter than this moment for Oskar He is absolutely enchanted everything is same how was when he left this place last time many years ago. Little hummingbird who has helped him with angels chase sits on his arm. On the right he sees his old friends the animals of power: white wolf and black lion lying under fruit trees shadow. He designed them when he was a boy And then finally he saw him. Little boy walking towards him in sunlight. Oskar knows that he meets himself as child. Boy is very sad and looks very disappointed. “Where have you been?” asks child. His big greeny-blue eyes looks intelligent and consciously: “I've been calling you but you never answered, I've been waiting for you but you never came back. I missed you”. “I am sorry Oskar I think I've been lost and believe me I travelled a long way to find you again because I missed you too.” Little Oskar said nothing. Just looked into Oskar eyes with his big sad eyes and comes to hug him.

Chapter 4.

“Yes Muriel?” Raphael answers the call in a bit better mood.

“Raphael, we don't know where he is!” Muriel shouted furiously and panicked.

“Who?” asks Raphael.

“Oh, the kid you can't manage. How come Muriel? I gave you technology which scans all inception with this you must know where he is if you follow fathers protocol? Did you follow fathers protocol Muriel?” Muriel is silent.

“Then I will find the answer myself!” Muriel feels like Raphael scanning his mind and taking even the most intimate memories from him. “Muriel you idiot … “said Raphael after reading him like an open book, “I said to you: Not a hair of his head will perish! You broke all protocols. How could you do this to that kid? Be ready for disciplinary Now I have to find this kid myself and check if he is all right. Pray that I will find him as whole as he was before yours people chase and further barbarism from your order Bye for now.”

Raphael immediately locates Oskar's inception. He gets into it through an ancient city For a moment he admired the flower of life designed by Oskar modelled on sacred geometry “It seems like an old soul. He really likes ancient staff. “- thinks Raphael and moves on to Modern Town. In modern town he was amused by the holograms and tries Oskars mama recipe Burrito from the city centre food stand. “So many attractions – soon I will forget I am at work” thinks Raphael when he arrives at the beach pubs and the Asian lady offers him a massage. He knows he will not find Oskar in his Mars studio but he is curious how it looks. Where are you… Where could those light corridors pull you? Raphael searches for Oskar for a long time in the desert. After hours of hunting he finally gets a trace. “The smells of flowers in the desert? Strange. It must be here hidden multilayer universal space. Raphael closes his eyes and begins uttering spells and scanning. He sees Oskar in a garden full of flowers and hummingbirds playing and having fun carefree with boy, lion and wolf.

“Touching” he thinks. He decides to come in but the protective layer pushes him far beyond the limits of space. “Damn. At least I know he is all right, now I have to call my beloved brother…”.

“Lucifer? Are you free now?” Raphael begins his call as friendly as he is able.

“What a question brother! I am always free! How do you feel? I heard that your

object instancy issues enstrength while Father hit the calendar without telling anybody haha!” mocks Lucifer full of joy that he can abuse Raphael.

“Will have a meeting about this soon Brother now I am calling with another issue. Luci, do you remember Oskar? I need some help with his protective barrier in the inception layer. Muriels and his people screw up the job completely. I need somebody for a support spell”.

“Promise me Oskar soul and I will think about it. I told you that your guardians teams are sadists and you didn’t want to believe me haha”.

“Don’t start again Luci, you know kid is not your son. Will you help me or shall I call Michael?”.

“Oh you call me before calling this snob? What an honour! How could I refuse?! Send me the location.”

“Why is this so strong?” asks out of breath and sweaty Lucifer while both with Raphael they fight in the middle of the desert to break the protection by magic. “No idea but I have a feeling it's not far… yes. She's gone. Let's go in.

Chapter 5.

Oskar is playing with his inner child, wolf and lion. While suddenly the wolf begins to growl and the lion roars. “What's the matter guys?” - and then he saw them: Two very high angels. Doesn’t look like the team who chased him. Those look much more noble. All hummingbirds hang into the attack position. All Oscar cares about now is protecting the child. He sees that little Oskar disappears somewhere or hides and he feels in heart that he is safe. “Please do not attack them” - said Oskar to all his spirit animals – “Please get back.” Angels come closer. “Trust me Oskar everything should be all right from now” Raphael tries to reassure him friendly “we come to ask you a few questions and end this dream - help you wake up. Your resistance is not necessary”. Oskar feels he will never trust him, expects the worst and is ready for

another fight. Raphael cast a spell. “He is resistant to Luci preparing the mixture” says Raphael and casts a second spell. Oskar feels extremely sleepy but this magic is different than previous. He feels it is kind to his nervous system. Lucifer comes closer to Oskar and respectfully gives him the mixture to drink. Image blur and Oskar drifts away. “Wait Raph, Raziel is calling me. Let's see what this mysterious guy wants from us… Brother, how are you?”.

“Are you with Raphael now?” asks Raziel.

“Yes. Guess what?! He is still crying for Daddy haha”.

“Stay there Lucifer! Yes, we work now Brother What's up?”

“We need to meet as soon as possible. I have more information about the Abyss which might be helpful to make a plan and yes I know you are both working. You need to leave Oskar alone. He is under red hand protection.“ says Raziel firmly. “You're joking…” Says Raphael in shock.

“Nope. Brother he is following Fathers path You need to leave!”.

Raphael placed his finger in a specific way to cast the healing spell and then said: “I over your dream now”.

Oskar real life apartment.

Oskar woke up in His bed. “God damn… where am I?”. It takes a while and little shock to “log into reality” until Oskar reminds himself where he is “thanks God that was only a dream; the strangest dream in my life I thought I will never wake up…”.

Oskar is in shock he notices his mind is really empty but after a short moment he feels something like data of this life is slowly loading to his mind and he begins to remind himself of present life troubles. “How come… I dreamed for only 20 minutes… It looks like it's time to pay the electricity bill from May.”. The end.