My dream began in infinite darkness, stretching as far as the eye can see. I felt panicked, like something was about to happen, and at all costs I had to stop it. Slowly, light started to seep into my vision, emanating from bronze braziers that lined a dark black marble hall. There were black columns in between each brazier and at the end there was a throne.
The throne was black like all the rest of the hall, but thin veins of gold were interlaced through the marble, making it both majestic and frightening.
Sitting erect upon it sat a man with sandy blonde hair and scar below his eye.
"Bring it forth."
His voice was evil. It was unlike anything I've ever heard, and evil was the only word that could describe it.
There was a variety of different monsters surrounding the hall, though none of them noticed me. A telekhine scuttled forward holding something bright in its hands. When it reached the throne, it held the object above its head as it kneeled.
That's when I got a good look at it. My breath caught in my throat and I felt dizzy and sick to my stomach. In the telekhine's hands (or flippers, I couldn't really tell which) was a small lone flame, burning red and orange and giving more light than even the largest of flames in the braziers.
"It is time." The man leaned forward in his throne and reached for the holy fire. No! I tried to scream for him to stop, but I couldn't say a word. I tried to run to the flame, but I was held by invisible bonds.
The beautiful light flickered in his eyes as the man took the fire from the telekhine.
"And now the world shall be enveloped in darkness." He held the flame between his white hands, with one above it and one below. Then he clapped his hands together and everything went black.