HE HAD the same dream, but this time, he was in a castle’s secret passageway. The passageway was dark and dimly lit. He knew by the torches and musky smell that permeates the air as he traversed down the stony steps. Every step made him feel suffocated but he continued his way until it led him to a dungeon. He could hear someone wailing for help. It sounded familiar. He ran to the source of the voice and there he found a young man, his face was covered with his hair. His head bowed as he wailed in pain. By looking at his built, he figured that the man was younger than him. He approached his cell but there was an invisible barrier and he couldn’t push through. It was like a force field blocking him out. His chest pounded hard as he thumbed on it. It would seem that he was pounding on air as
