In the short span between the blank calming darkness and even breathing as Jason fell asleep and him waking up in cold sweat, he was met once again with the mysterious entity in a world various colors of gray on the floor and eternally black in the distance, asking to be freed.
As he looked around the dark cave he had chosen to sleep in for the night, his pounding heart gradually began to slow. Bookshelves and unlit torches peppered the room, a carpet made of mosses and flowers adorned the center of the room. The peaceful snoring of his fellow guards also helped. Jason looked down at his talons and flexed them. He blinked as well, trying to clear the fogginess from his mind.
Who was that? Why did he visit me again? I didn't encounter him while at training, so why is he back?
Jason sighed. He headed down the school library after putting on some basic equipment denoting him as a Skywing soldier. Glancing down at the handy map of the school, it wasn't long before he found himself in the library. Judging from the first hints of sunlight peeking through the thin leaf windows, it was early in the morning. Under the desk, he found the sleeping form of a dark dragon. A Nightwing, the rarest dragon, he recalls from training.
This must be the librarian.
"Excuse me, sir," Jason said in a loud whisper while shaking the librarian slightly. The dragon kept on snoring, and Jason gave an indignant look. He shook the librarian slightly harder, repeating what he said earlier, and this time it worked.
The black dragon uncurled and stretched while yawning.
"Hello, how can I help you," he said, facing the bookshelves behind him.
Jason couldn't help but snicker, but then he realized he probably shouldn't.
"Um, over here, sir," Jason said. The dragon turned towards him with a small smile.
"Ah, there you are. Do you need something?" he said.
Jason saw that the dragon had bandages over his face. Probably blind, poor dragon. Jason made no comment about it though.
"Um, yeah. Do you have anything regarding mysterious dragons visiting your dreams?" Jason replied.
The dark dragon thought for a few moments, before continuing. "Like how so? Dreamvisitor?"
"A dream what-now?" Jason asked.
"Dreamvisitor," he replied. "It allows dragons to visit each other's dreams."
"Never heard of it, sir," Jason said.
The librarian fell silent again for a few moments. Jason noticed him pensively flicking his tail back and forth.
"You can go to the magic/myths section. I'm not sure you will find what you are looking for, but if it does involve a Dreamvisitor, I know someone that can help you with that," he finally said.
Jason gave a small sigh and turned around. After some time looking at the scrolls in the section and not finding what he was looking for, he gave up and left the library, giving thanks to the librarian, but saying that he didn't find what he was looking for.
He should probably go find Percy, though that was certainly easier said than done. Most students and staff were in their classes, and the atmosphere was certainly rather uncomfortable. Jason still hadn't come up with an explanation for his freak weather event yesterday. He began to pace through the halls with slight frustration.
Think. Think! What would Percy do? Would he even be here? The queen certainly took interest in Percy. If I could just find him without provoking a probe.