Facing the pain. . .
(Open to Raphael and Amelda only)
I should have done this early, but I didn't know how to go about doing it. I have grown accustomed to getting what I want no matter what it takes, und what I'm about to say, is going to hurt me the most.
I began to meditate today. Not much, just ten minutes. It was enough for me to stop. I can't recall the last time I ever had a waking dream, but it frightened me to the point that I had begun to panic. I remember sensations und vaguely recall three men und a dark room. I wanted to see more, but my mind began to mix other things in the vision, I think that's what it was called. All I know is that I can't go back there. I'm. . . scared.
How it started was that I remember a party und many people were invited at the estate of Herr Globenheimer. I remember three men sitting around a table. Each of them watching me carefully. I was talking to Johan, a friend of mine, or so I thought. He told me that there were these men that wanted to speak to me. It was strange, but I, being the adult, was watching myself as the young man of 15. Is that normal?
Anyway, my mother was talking to some other woman about God knows what, so that goes without saying. Leon was with Ludwig, so he wasn't anywhere near me. Johan handed me this card und said that I should talk to a man named Percival Montclaire. He said that he could help me fund the refurbishing of Schroeder Corp und get the advertising rolling so I can get a fresh start. I was elated. Little did I know that it was something darker waiting in the wings.
I remember being told that I should wait in this room, und since the party wasn't held at my estate, I thought it was nothing more than a simple meeting. I was wrong. I remember the door closing behind me as I was studying the book titles on the shelf. I turned around und saw those same three men, as one of them locked the door as another one pulled out a white handkerchief, und the third grabbed my arms und held me firm. I tried to fight, but couldn't. I tried to scream, but then the cloth was held over my mouth und all went black.
The rest of the vision is blocked. I keep seeing this image of this seal. I think it was from the manor, I'm not quite sure. It was etched in the desk, I think und it was a gold lion with a red background with a sword above the lion. That's all I can manage to remember.
I should have done this early, but I didn't know how to go about doing it. I have grown accustomed to getting what I want no matter what it takes, und what I'm about to say, is going to hurt me the most.
I began to meditate today. Not much, just ten minutes. It was enough for me to stop. I can't recall the last time I ever had a waking dream, but it frightened me to the point that I had begun to panic. I remember sensations und vaguely recall three men und a dark room. I wanted to see more, but my mind began to mix other things in the vision, I think that's what it was called. All I know is that I can't go back there. I'm. . . scared.
How it started was that I remember a party und many people were invited at the estate of Herr Globenheimer. I remember three men sitting around a table. Each of them watching me carefully. I was talking to Johan, a friend of mine, or so I thought. He told me that there were these men that wanted to speak to me. It was strange, but I, being the adult, was watching myself as the young man of 15. Is that normal?
Anyway, my mother was talking to some other woman about God knows what, so that goes without saying. Leon was with Ludwig, so he wasn't anywhere near me. Johan handed me this card und said that I should talk to a man named Percival Montclaire. He said that he could help me fund the refurbishing of Schroeder Corp und get the advertising rolling so I can get a fresh start. I was elated. Little did I know that it was something darker waiting in the wings.
I remember being told that I should wait in this room, und since the party wasn't held at my estate, I thought it was nothing more than a simple meeting. I was wrong. I remember the door closing behind me as I was studying the book titles on the shelf. I turned around und saw those same three men, as one of them locked the door as another one pulled out a white handkerchief, und the third grabbed my arms und held me firm. I tried to fight, but couldn't. I tried to scream, but then the cloth was held over my mouth und all went black.
The rest of the vision is blocked. I keep seeing this image of this seal. I think it was from the manor, I'm not quite sure. It was etched in the desk, I think und it was a gold lion with a red background with a sword above the lion. That's all I can manage to remember.