Don't worry Green Rider Girl—the chapter is finally here! Like I said before, this chapter is mostly going to be about Sadie's dream. Enjoy!

Chapter 10: Dreams ~ Sadie

Sadie

Dozing off, little did I know what new-fangled ventures I would be undergoing. It began a little like this:

Instead of floating in my ridiculous foul-smelling chicken costume, I realized I couldn't move my arms, legs, hands, feet, turn my head, talk, or even blink. All I was competent of was listening and glancing around a hexagonal elaborate room with blurred vision. Although elegant, it was dreary and murky with a mysterious-feeling sensation. Ornate linen chars with dark brown woodwork that accumulated magnificently together guarded long wooden carved doors, slightly arched.

The room almost felt vacant, except for the gold-framed portraits that bordered the black walls. Suddenly, I apprehended that I actually was a portrait! I frantically struggled against the current of the Duat, attempting to break free of this prison-like barrier. Like in my room, these pictures contained deceased bearded and funny mustached men along with haughty looking women with lace layering the majority of their dresses. They always seemed to annoy me for some reason.

I hoped I didn't have a beard as outlandish as Davy Jones did in Pirates of the Caribbean, though I doubted fate would do that to me.

Two vague figures were gradually coming into focus, dawdling and suspenseful. I tried to squint my eyes but then remembered that I couldn't move. Brilliant, aren't I?

Spotting black disheveled hair on one of the figures and a much more petite stunted form that must have been some sort of a creature or pet were seated beside each other. No, it couldn't be; absolutely not possible; absurd theory. But yes, there he was—you guessed it, Anubis and Ammit. If my mouth could open, I would be gawking shamelessly. It started to make a tad more sense now; the setting must be a layer in the Underworld where Anubis and Ammit spent the majority of their time judging souls and whatnot.

"I just made a mistake," Anubis seemed to babble on stroking Ammit as if he were a cuddly adorable poodle. The voice was extremely faint but seemed to upsurge in volume. I knew I wasn't really supposed to eavesdrop, but number 1, I couldn't exactly help that fact and 2, what if he's talking about me? I hate to admit it, but since our argument, I've been dying (no pun intended) to know what he was thinking. Truth is, I missed flirting with him and his cute oblique smirk and the innocence and warmth in his mesmerizing eyes.

I know that's a bit cheesy and gooey for me, but sometimes I just have to be a little girly once in a while.

"Now she won't even speak to me," he prolonged sounding miserable. "I really wish I could do it over again; I just got so frustrated I exploded. Candidly, I admire her stubbornness for following the rules and her audacity and obstinate attitude. She trusts her instincts and is not trepid of expressing her opinions to the world." As he concluded that mini-speech about me, I would have blushed furiously and sported this massive blatant smile if I was competent.

I didn't know he thought all those things about me. Most people look down upon those qualities and regard those as burdens or weaknesses, but now that I think about it, those do come in handy occasionally. On one specific incident, I was at Burger King and apparently was persistent enough to receive a discount on an expired coupon by a couple hours, so I did in fact attain one extra cheeseburger. I don't joke around with my food.

Suddenly, my dream totally changed courses from romantic to horror and panic, not to my liking, of course.

Everything commenced spinning, forming a colossal headache and dizziness. Darkness dominated the entire scene for a second and then, the scenery changed into a sewer-looking waste field building. Lovely.

At first, I was only capable of hearing, then I regained sight. A hissing noise erupted from a gruesome horrendous slick body, all black as if charcoal and soot threw up on him, layered with glossy ink, creating a glistening appearance. I was inept of distinguishing his face but I could construe that it was communicating in that hissing tone with about thirty others, not as quite revolting as the leader, but still vile.

I assumed I was still a picture but I couldn't be sure; the important thing was, though, that he didn't seem to be aware of my presence. Despite their foreign tongue, the leader spoke in English, although barely comprehensible. "Once he breaks free of that insignificant host, we will mercilessly ambush the human race; destroy their world! We will avenge him and reign for eternity!" A deafening cheer sprang up through the crowd as cold numbness and alarm coiled in every part of my body and my breath caught in my throat. Before I could think properly I knew it all connected! Of course, the leader was not actually Apophis, but a powerful commander or minion serving under him.

My heart pounded so vigorously and he must have heard it or something, but the next thing I remember was him slowly turning his head towards me, his eyes burning through my soul, or baa. If I were in my human form, I would melt instantly, though I felt as if I might just do that because of the intense heat waves coursing through the air washing over me.

Practically shaking with dread, he whispered ever so mellifluously yet it echoed throughout the soiled desolate hallways. "However," he stated icily, "one mustn't foil with our plans." Still staring directly at me, his hostile expression contoured into a crooked devious sneer, leaving me to only wonder what he would do to me next if I didn't retreat this awful nightmare! The Duat seemed to read my mind and in an abrupt moment, my baa was swept away with the current, spiraling up and up until I awoke, laying on my bed panting heavily.

My heart pounded furiously as I arrived to a disturbing realization. Apophis wasn't just trying to take out Anubis; that sly snake is attempting to eradicate every single one of gods and goddesses, possibly even the magicians, and . . . us. He seeks conquering the world and his minions are going to everything in their power to assist him! We have to warn them and stop them from accepting anything they would regret. And another maddening unanswered issue: who is this alleged host?

There's a twist! What did you think? Oh and the other dreams will emerge anon in the story if you were wondering. Please review!