Gilbert observed Rose intently as he shared his intriguing perspective on humanity. "What truly fascinates me about people," he began, "is how so many of them seem to seek reasons to be unhappy. Curiously, it's often when they find themselves entangled in their self-made misery that they appear to discover a peculiar sense of contentment."Concerned that his musings might be uninteresting to Rose, Gilbert paused and asked with a hint of uncertainty, "I hope I'm not boring you?""Not at all," Rose waved her hand.Gilbert continued driving, his thoughts flowing like a river. "Ah, I'm glad you're okay with paradoxes; Chesterton loved them too. Let's consider charity, for instance," he mused, keeping his eyes on the road. "Charity often involves either forgiving an unpardonable act or embracing an unlovable person. And then there's love, a real gem. To love is easy when it's directed at the lovable, but true love arises when we can forgive the unforgivable. Faith demands believing the unb
[Cell phone ringing!]Startled, Rose awoke with a jump as her dream's remnants faded. She swiftly answered her ringing phone, her concern evident in her voice. "Hello, are you alright?" she inquired.Tears streamed down Lyta's face as her voice trembled, "Hector... he's gone.""I understand. Are you alright?" Rose inquired, her tone laced with concern. "I mean, physically. Is everything... well?""I'm still pregnant," Lyta replied. "That's good, right?" Rose asked. "He said he would take the baby," Lyta's voice trembling. "He won't," Rose replied, her tone resolute. "He won't trouble you or me anymore. I give you my word," she declared with unwavering conviction."Arrived," Gilbert gestured, guiding the vehicle into the vacant hotel parking space."We've arrived at the hotel with Gilbert," Rose informed. "We'll retrieve Jed swiftly and return immediately, alright?""Okay," Lyta replied silently. "I see you in a few hours," Rose said and hung up the call."Is she alright?" Gilbert a
Rose and Gilbert split up in the lobby, each determined to search for Jed. Gilbert proceeded down the hallway, offering polite nods of greeting to everyone he passed by.Spotting a sign that read 'Make it Pay,' his curiosity was piqued, and he was eager to uncover its meaning.In one of the convention hall's corners, Gilbert observed a gathering of individuals engrossed in conversation. Stealthily positioned, he discreetly tuned in to their dialogues, intrigued by the discussions taking place among the group.The choir boy: Even 10Gs per victim identified isn't too much to ask. It's crucial to remember is that they will pay to know for certain. Even if the cops don't go with it, families surely will.The Choir Boy 2: Revolves around a compelling mission to prolong the flame of hope. Your objective? Extract evidence of the trophy's existence, for which a monetary reward awaits. While it might not be a fortune, the compensation typically ranges in the ballpark of a few thousand dollars,
Walking up to the receptionist's desk, Rose greeted with a polite smile. "Hello, I'm here searching for my younger brother," she explained to the receptionist, her tone both concerned and hopeful. "I was wondering if you might have come across him during your time here?" Her inquiry was gentle and filled with anticipation.Rose presented the flyer to the receptionist, who quickly scanned its contents, including her name and contact details. A smile brightened the receptionist's face as she looked up. "You must be Rose Walker," she said, recognizing Rose from the information on the flyer."Indeed, I am," Rose confirmed, her expression a mixture of confirmation and puzzlement. "Why?" she inquired, clearly taken aback and seeking further clarification.The receptionist retrieved a key card from her desk. "Your reserved room is ready, here is your key card" she said, extending it to Rose."My room key?" Rose inquired, her expression one of bewilderment."Mmm-hmmm," the receptionist replie
Swiftly traversing the Dream realm's grand library, Morpheus called out urgently, his voice echoing through the vast expanse, "Lucien!"Emerging from the shadows behind Morpheus, Lucien stepped forward. "My Lord," her voice carried urgency as she sought his attention. Morpheus turned towards her, his gaze fixing upon her with curiosity. "There is an urgent matter I need to discuss," Lucien stated, her words propelled by a sense of haste as she approached Morpheus.Interrupting gently, Morpheus interjected, "I'm here to listen," he reassured in a calm tone. "However, before we proceed, I need to acknowledge that you were correct," Morpheus conceded.Upon hearing this revelation, Lucien was taken aback by Morpheus' unexpected admission. Her gaze fixated on him, a mix of surprise and curiosity painting her expression."It was the Vortex that caused the harm to our realm, and I made a mistake by endangering our safety, hoping she could locate the lost Arcana," Morpheus admitted to Lucien.
Wandering down the hotel corridor, Rose scanned the room numbers, searching for her destination. Her steps came to a halt as she reached the door marked 107, denoting it as the Junior Suite she was seeking. She gently rapped on the door, calling out, "Hello?" Her voice hung in the air, waiting for a response, but the room remained silent.Inserting her key card into the door, Rose cautiously pushed it open, allowing just half of her body to enter the room. "Hello?" she called out, her voice echoing in the silence.Rose's gaze swept across the room as her body straddled the threshold, poised halfway in and halfway out. Her eyes landed on a small table adorned with a plate of chicken wings and a glass of juice. A tremor of hope rippled through her. "Jed?" She called out, her voice tinged with anticipation and concern, her heart pounding in her chest.From the far end of the hall, Jed caught a faint echo of his sister's voice. "Rose?" He called out, a hint of uncertainty in his tone, nee
"And you are the Vortex," Corinthian smiled.Rose locked eyes with Corinthian through his dark sunglasses and issued a stern warning, "If you're aware of that, then you must know that Morpheus is keeping a close watch on me.""Do you believe he's watching over you to ensure your safety?" Corinthian posed the question, his tone rhetorical. He then stated firmly, "He's observing you because the moment you close your eyes and begin to unravel the barriers between people's dreams, he intends to end you," Corinthian persuaded Rose with unwavering conviction.Corinthian's words left Rose utterly convinced, rendering her speechless."But imagine if someone shielded you, prevented him from ending you," Corinthian pressed on, his words weaving a persuasive spell around Rose. "In that scenario, you would become the heart of the Dreaming," he continued to reassure her. "Morpheus would lose his powers, and I would find my freedom," he concluded, his voice carrying a soft, reassuring smile.As Ros
Corinthian reached his destination and took a seat among the members of the cult family gathered in the convention hall. He attentively listened to Nimrod, who stood at the front, addressing the assembly."Our guest of honor's presence here tonight serves as undeniable proof, at least in my eyes, that dreams can indeed come true," Nimrod addressed the gathering."In his lifetime, he has become a legend and an inspiration to all of us. He's among the pioneers and the finest in his field," Nimrod proclaimed, honoring their esteemed guest. He then raised his voice, addressing the assembled members of the Cult Family. "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the Corinthian!" His words rang out through the microphone, marking the Corinthian's welcome to address the gathering.[Audience cheering].Corinthian walked up to take over the microphone from Nimrod by addressing the audience and assisted at his back was The Good Doctor, who also left after Corinthian was settled standing in front o
“And where is your boss?” Death asked, startling Lucien as she was engrossed in reading one of the books in the library.“Oh!” Lucien exclaimed, clutching her chest in surprise. “You startled me,” she said with a faint smile. “It’s been a while since you last visited. I’m sure he’ll be back very soon,” she added reassuringly.Death spread her wings, preparing to leave. She glanced back and said, “Let him know I was here. He’ll know where to find me.” As Death turned to leave, Lucien called after her, "You know, it wouldn't hurt to have you around more often. Dream would appreciate it.”Death glanced at Lucien and said, "You know I have souls to collect. If he wants my help, he'd better give me a good reason. There are far too many souls here already—some of them weren’t even supposed to die.”"I believe it might be connected to the possession caused by the demons," Lucien responded.Death lowered her wings gracefully and stepped closer to Lucien. "I thought this had already been reso
Constantine spotted Morpheus from a distance and immediately made her way toward him.Morpheus frowned, his coat billowing majestically with each step, while his raven glided in slowly beside him."How did it go?" Constantine asked as soon as she reached Morpheus."I've already told you that Lucifer isn't the one in charge, but I’m certain he knows who is. He will definitely put an end to this chaos," Morpheus replied.Constantine nodded and replied, “Well, I'll have to check on other people to keep them safe until this chaos is over.”"I..." Morpheus began to speak when he heard the faint voice of Rose calling out to him.“Help,” Rose whispered weakly."I need to leave. One of our Endless children is in danger," Morpheus said, departing swiftly."Is he married? Does he have children?" Constantine asked, surprised and confused.Matthew the Raven was on the verge of returning to the Dream Realm when he overheard Constantine's question. "What!" Matthew exclaimed, taken aback. "Of course
"Your Majesty," the demon began, approaching Lucifer with deference, "The King of Dreams and his Raven have departed our realm." With a respectful bow, the demon relayed his message, awaiting Lucifer's response.Lucifer gestured with a wave of his hand, signaling the demon to depart."Hey, Mazikeen!" Lucifer's voice echoed through the chamber as he called upon his trusted demon lieutenant, turning to face her with a determined gaze.Mazikeen stepped forward, closing the distance to attend to Lucifer."Summon Azazel and the other chiefs immediately," Lucifer commanded, his expression seething with anger.Mazikeen, fueled by the same anger that coursed through Lucifer's veins, bowed respectfully before him as she prepared to depart. With a determined air, she took her leave, her purpose clear: to summon the chiefs and rally their forces.As soon as Mazikeen departed, Lucifer beckoned Balthazar forth. "Head to the waking world," he commanded, "and ascertain the precise nature of the situ
"You know, I think I deserve a say in where I end up. Teleporting me around without asking is a bit rude, don't you think?" Mathew the raven quipped, a hint of playful annoyance in his tone, as he conversed with Morpheus."Are you implying that you're afraid to accompany me to Hell?" Morpheus glanced back at Matthew, arching an eyebrow inquisitively."Negative," Matthew retorted sharply. "My purpose here is to ensure your safety and inform Lucien of your current location," he clarified.“Okay,” Morpheus responded.Morpheus and Matthew stood by the gate after the souls had entered."At the gate stands one... Oh, it's you again, King of Dreams," the Demon exclaimed, surprised by Morpheus's presence."It's good that you remembered," Morpheus said, his expression turning into a frown.The demon, with a sinister grin, swung open the imposing gates, granting passage to Morpheus and his faithful raven companion. They strode purposefully through the gateway, their determination palpable in th
"So, what happened?" Constantine asked, her voice tinged with anxiety.With his arms folded behind his back, Morpheus began to recount the events, "It appears the shadows are merely inhabiting the host body, utilizing it as a vessel to carry out their nefarious deeds, which ultimately culminate in the destruction of the waking world," he explained, placing particular emphasis on the phrase, "Your world.”"It's not unusual for demons to harbor destructive intentions towards the world, but what we need to ascertain is the method, timing, and identity of their superior," Constantine remarked thoughtfully. She then posed the question, "Could it possibly be Lucifer behind all of this?” Morpheus released a sigh and gently lowered his arms, turning away from Constantine. "Lucifer is not involved in this matter," he stated, before facing Constantine once more. "Furthermore, I am going to meet with him immediately," he added decisively."Alright then, while that's being taken care of, I'll go
Matthew the raven flew around in the darkness looking for traces of the shadow, “I simply can't see anything here,” he murmured.As Matthew the raven tiptoed along, his claws clinking softly against the ground, he accidentally kicked an iron can, causing it to clang loudly. He froze, scanning the surroundings to ensure the noise hadn't attracted unwanted attention. When he glanced behind him, a dark shadow loomed ominously, its presence sending a shiver down his feathers.Matthew looked up with a mixture of fear and curiosity, his lips quivering as he greeted, "Hello!”With a bone-chilling voice, the shadow unleashed a haunting shriek, echoing through the darkness, "Haaaaaa.""Boss," Matthew whispered urgently, but as the shadow loomed closer, panic seized him. "Boss!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the darkness. With a flutter of his wings, he darted away, his heart pounding with fear. "Boss, where are you? I need you!”In the dream world, the shadow persisted in its relentles
“Like this,” Matthew looked around as he finished his statement after appearing in the girl's dream. “Boss, why is it so dark here? Is it supposed to be this dark?” He asked, “I can't see anything,” he added.Morpheus fell silent, his thoughts consumed by the urgency of the situation. With determination etched on his face, he delved deeper into the dream realm, scouring the ethereal landscape for any shred of useful information. Suddenly, his attention was drawn to a figure huddled in a corner. Moving swiftly, Morpheus made his way towards the girl, his senses alert for any sign of danger."Boss, where are we headed in this darkness?" asked Matthew."Direct your gaze ahead, and within a faint glow, you'll discover a young girl," he said to Matthew.Matthew glanced in the direction indicated by Morpheus and breathed a sigh of relief. With a swift flutter of wings, he landed on Morpheus's shoulder and inquired, "What's our next move?”“Well! I want you to search around for the shadow wh
In the evening, as Constantine approached her door, she encountered a motionless girl waiting just outside."Hello! How may I assist you? What brings you here?" Constantine leaned forward toward the girl.Constantine laid her hand gently on the girl's shoulder. In an instant, the girl raised her head to meet Constantine's gaze. Her eyes, once ordinary, now glowed entirely black, ablaze with shadows.She gripped a knife tightly, raising it with the intent to stab Constantine.Constantine stumbled, losing her balance, and found herself sprawled on the floor. She scrambled on all fours, desperately crawling away from the approaching girl with a mixture of fear and urgency."I have no intention of causing harm to you, whether you're a girl or whatever entity resides within this child's body," Constantine expressed."Who do you believe yourself to be? Our plans will forever elude your understanding," the girl declared, advancing menacingly toward Constantine.“What plan are you talking abo
Constantine heads straight to the Catholic church and meets up with the nun.“What do you think is going on?” Constantine asked.They both walked along the hall heading to the altar. The Nun faced Constantine and nodded her head in distress. “If I tell you I know then I would be lying.”Immediately she snapped her fingers when she recalled something one of the congregations said on the day they had service.“I believe there was a time, a man said demons were showing up in her dreams but they didn't do anything to him, they were only showing up and going because he is not someone that dreams only sleeps due to mental disability.”“Where can I find him?” Constantine asked.“Uh! He shouldn't be hard to find, he is homeless,” the Nun said and continued, “I think he sleeps in the next street around the corner.”Constantine turned back immediately and shouted, “Thank you.”Constantine ran straight to the next street and found an elderly lady that approached her with a message.“Work togethe