That night, as Richard started to dream, he dreamed of his and Lawrence's apartment. He was sitting on the couch in the living-room when he heard a loud scream coming from the washroom. So, he ran over to see what was going on, only to be met half way by Lawrence. Lawrence was in his red and black silk bathrobe, his hair still damp; dripping with soapy water. He looked very mad and Richard couldn't help but think that he was having some slight deja vu as Lawrence leaned against the wall.
Then, it hit him. 'That's right,' he thought,'this is the time that Lawrence got his foot cut up by my razor that I left in the shower!' That's when when he looked down to confirm it. And yes; there was a small pool of blood underneath the foot Dream Lawrence was holding up above the hard wood flooring. Richard sighed,'I wish I hadn't left my razor in the shower, then Lawrence wouldn't have gotten hurt,' he thought sadly to himself.
Dream Lawrence continued to glare at Richard with a growing intensity. It made Richard feel uncomfortable until he noticed that everything was starting to fade away around them. He felt a slight fear start to creep up on him when "Lawrence" started to fade away too. As everything else but him faded, it was replaced with a dark-gray metropolis with an over cast sky. That's when Richard realized he wasn't in his dream world anymore, but he was in Lawrence's Spirit plain.
Richard knew it was Lawrence's Spirit plain because one: if Richard had to find a place that matched Lawrence's personality, a dark, deserted, and rainy super city would definitely be it. And two: if it was his Spirit plain, which it was most certainly not, it would probably be an evergreen forest or the beach - anything but this! So, after a lot of internal debating with himself, he decided to go find Lawrence and see what he needed to do to get outta there! It was *way* too creepy to stick around there longer than what was necessary.
So, Richard started down one of the many sidewalks and hoped it would lead him in the right direction. As he moved on, he started to feel like someone or some*thing* was watching him. As this feeling continued, it made him more and more worried about his surroundings until finally, he turned around to see just who it might be. To his surprise, it was none other than Lawrences' Spirit Guide.
At first Richard thought he was going crazy, but as Lawrences' Spirit Guide started to walk up to him, he realized that he wasn't imagining things. So, he asked it,"Do you know where I can find Lawrence?" He then added as it stopped and nodded its head,"Well, if you will lead the way, then I will follow," He finished and it nodded its head, then started to walk down one of the many side streets. Richard followed soon after and hoped he was on the right track.
As they walked down the winding sidewalks, Richard started to feel some strong deja vu all over again. Then a moment later he realized why; this place was almost an exact replica of London! Only, this London was a lot darker and gloomier. 'Talk about little to no imagination,'he thought to himself as they approached a wasteland of a park. Richard hoped this was the place because he was tired of walking around and around this abandoned city.
As if Lawrences' Spirit Guide was reading his thoughts it said,"We're here, but I must warn you, Lawrence is not in the most joyful of moods this night. Be careful how you approach him." Then it continued on ward towards a big empty lake in the center of the park. On the other side of said lake was a wooden bench, and by that bench was Lawrence. Lawrences' Spirit Guide nudged him towards Lawrence and jerked his head in his general direction. Richard was a little uncertain but, the sooner he finished this the sooner he could leave. So, Richard approached Lawrence slowly and hoped for the best.