i fell asleep in my bed twice again, once in my waking life and once again in the dream world. the same staircase appeared, the same from that time when i was a witch... i wandered down the staircase as hands soared from the darkness below and grasped at nothing. the same elevator, the same fire....but this time, i could control it.
i remembered the snowy land, before i met the lonely girl...who melted into a monster. it began to snow inside, hard enough to douse the fire, opening the path for me. the flames had engulfed a large doorway which led into a dank basement room. inside were leaky pipes, boxes of who knows what...and a strange mouth monster that roamed between some support beams. it wasn't threatening at all: even at its tallest it only came up to the middle of my shins. but it smelt horribly of human waste, and looked it too. i wandered to the rear corner of this scented hellhole and found another door, rimmed with light. i opened it and was engulfed with white...
the walls seemed organic and molded from a white material, and a large eye hung on the wall, surveying its space. another door led into a larger room with a window gazing out onto a field of stars, flowing by at a very quick pace. a spaceship?...
this spaceship was strange though, as a long keyboard rested under the window. there at the piano stood a tall, sickly pale man with long black hair, clad in tight black clothing. he turned slowly, sensing my presence. he had no mouth, and his eyes reminded me of the demented birdwomen; they each pointed in completely opposite directions. but his demeanor was completely different...the black of his eyes contrasted with the white pallor of his skin and made him look exceedingly lonely and so sad. his eyes seemed full of tears.
i approached him slowly from the opposite side of the room; and even though he still looked upset, he seemed to warm to me, his eyes opening gradually as i took each step nearer. eventually i was at his side and noticed how tall he was, nearly a half-meter larger than me. the keys of the piano were at my eye level, and i struggled as i reached up and pressed a black key. a pipe organ rang out a note, and the man's eyes cleared of tears as he attempted to smile at me: his eyes took on a warm quality as the pipe's sound filled the room. i felt a grin make its way onto my face as well...
i continued wandering into the next room and found another window showing that speeding starscape. a bed laid in the middle of the wide space, a strangely-shaped one bordered on most of its circumference by a tall ridge extending naturally from the floor. it looked so inviting, and as i crawled into it i realized it was so comfortable. i wrapped myself in the blankets and watched the starlight flow by outside. the ship's lights seemed to dim as i fell asleep for a third time....