Tom was extremely restless, he had been held in this cafeteria-jail place
for four and a half days on false charges. He could be getting paid for
being bored if he were working right now! As he finished one length of the
room and spun around to pace away another half a minute, however he was
greeted not by empty air and the wall on the other side of the room, but a
man dressed in blue.
"Sir, I must ask you to follow me to the Chief of Police's office."
"Well I really hate to leave since I'm having so much fun here, but sure if I must." He said dryly.
The cop escorted him to a door with 'CHIEF OF POLICE' written on it. Tom turned the knob to find a cop that had taken him to the Police Station, but he had a tattoo on his forehead, which he didn't think was there before and, of course, the boss man himself. Tom looked at both of them and stood there wondering when one of them was going to talk. He stood there for what seemed like an hour before the tattooed cop spoke.
"Up until now we had believed that you were guilty of the crime we had charged you with. Now, however we believe that we have wrongly accused you-"
"Bout time." He muttered.
He ignored Tom and carried on, "We are now releasing you so that you are free to go home. Unless you wish to join me and the Chief here in our personal pursuit of the truth."
"Huh?" He asked, confused.
"We wish to figure out the meaning of the strange dreams that we expect you have been having as well as the Prophecy that I have heard and the scar on my head and my friend Zander's sightings of huge amounts of demonic powers plus James's, the Chief's, alternate personality that knows much more than we do."
"You are nuts! But I do want to know how you knew that I was having the weird dreams."
"You and I are of the same ancestry. Both of our innumerably great grandfathers was a supposed 'seer' who saw the true sight that was not blocked by the disguises that the forces of heaven and hell used. Seers also had visions of the events to come. Our common ancestor's name was Sir Demus Greyeye. He lived in the Renaissance, He was caught by a wizard hunter after he had slain numerous people who were actually not people but fallen angels and demons of great power who were hiding themselves in the skin of humans.
"We know this because of James's brief spouts of knowledge when he is in his alternate mindset. But, to fully explain your question, it was the combination of three prophecies that told us this. Here are the prophecies:
"''The red suns are about to cross, and the last dawn of this star approaches as the fiery orbs bring forth the coming of chaos and blood. The oceans will recede as the rivers run dry. The skies shall rain fire and the mark of the light will shine bright as all else grows dark. The flaming chariot dawn by the steeds of darkness Famine, Discord, and Death will run through the light and all of the light and the dark will be consumed as the world begins anew. And such is the prophecy of death.' This is the one that I had."
"'The bloody disc of heaven shall meet with the untainted disc of hell and both will be set ablaze through the suffering of the discs themselves. The crops of fire and water, of wind and earth, will be set ablaze with the powers of fire and the powers of earth that recede to its will. The forces of water and of wind both form themselves into two of the necessary powers of life. However the third force of earth is still consumed as one of the two forces needed to destroy. Hence the doom is wreaked upon the fledglings of the world. And such is the prophecy of famine.'
"'The two forces of Light and of Darkness, a pair, exist. Yet not always does it exist. One can exist without the other. One soul can be the tipper of the scales. Such is the way of Order. Yet Order can be undone through the same tipper of the scales. That single soul can choose the way of Order or the way of Chaos. Chaos calls in a sweeter voice than the truth of Order. Therefore the weak must join Chaos for they have no means to answer the truth with truth. For to be in Order you must be as Order. To be as Chaos you must be as anything but Order. 'Order is simply an illusion' Chaos says with its forked tongue. It slithers around the truth and into the wake of lies on either side of truth. And such is the prophecy of discord.'
Those are the prophecies of evil but you carry the missing prophecy, the Prophecy of Light! And to get that Prophecy we must unravel your dream!"
Tom was backing away to the wall where, like Rick did he swayed as if in a trance and threw up."
"Sir, I must ask you to follow me to the Chief of Police's office."
"Well I really hate to leave since I'm having so much fun here, but sure if I must." He said dryly.
The cop escorted him to a door with 'CHIEF OF POLICE' written on it. Tom turned the knob to find a cop that had taken him to the Police Station, but he had a tattoo on his forehead, which he didn't think was there before and, of course, the boss man himself. Tom looked at both of them and stood there wondering when one of them was going to talk. He stood there for what seemed like an hour before the tattooed cop spoke.
"Up until now we had believed that you were guilty of the crime we had charged you with. Now, however we believe that we have wrongly accused you-"
"Bout time." He muttered.
He ignored Tom and carried on, "We are now releasing you so that you are free to go home. Unless you wish to join me and the Chief here in our personal pursuit of the truth."
"Huh?" He asked, confused.
"We wish to figure out the meaning of the strange dreams that we expect you have been having as well as the Prophecy that I have heard and the scar on my head and my friend Zander's sightings of huge amounts of demonic powers plus James's, the Chief's, alternate personality that knows much more than we do."
"You are nuts! But I do want to know how you knew that I was having the weird dreams."
"You and I are of the same ancestry. Both of our innumerably great grandfathers was a supposed 'seer' who saw the true sight that was not blocked by the disguises that the forces of heaven and hell used. Seers also had visions of the events to come. Our common ancestor's name was Sir Demus Greyeye. He lived in the Renaissance, He was caught by a wizard hunter after he had slain numerous people who were actually not people but fallen angels and demons of great power who were hiding themselves in the skin of humans.
"We know this because of James's brief spouts of knowledge when he is in his alternate mindset. But, to fully explain your question, it was the combination of three prophecies that told us this. Here are the prophecies:
"''The red suns are about to cross, and the last dawn of this star approaches as the fiery orbs bring forth the coming of chaos and blood. The oceans will recede as the rivers run dry. The skies shall rain fire and the mark of the light will shine bright as all else grows dark. The flaming chariot dawn by the steeds of darkness Famine, Discord, and Death will run through the light and all of the light and the dark will be consumed as the world begins anew. And such is the prophecy of death.' This is the one that I had."
"'The bloody disc of heaven shall meet with the untainted disc of hell and both will be set ablaze through the suffering of the discs themselves. The crops of fire and water, of wind and earth, will be set ablaze with the powers of fire and the powers of earth that recede to its will. The forces of water and of wind both form themselves into two of the necessary powers of life. However the third force of earth is still consumed as one of the two forces needed to destroy. Hence the doom is wreaked upon the fledglings of the world. And such is the prophecy of famine.'
"'The two forces of Light and of Darkness, a pair, exist. Yet not always does it exist. One can exist without the other. One soul can be the tipper of the scales. Such is the way of Order. Yet Order can be undone through the same tipper of the scales. That single soul can choose the way of Order or the way of Chaos. Chaos calls in a sweeter voice than the truth of Order. Therefore the weak must join Chaos for they have no means to answer the truth with truth. For to be in Order you must be as Order. To be as Chaos you must be as anything but Order. 'Order is simply an illusion' Chaos says with its forked tongue. It slithers around the truth and into the wake of lies on either side of truth. And such is the prophecy of discord.'
Those are the prophecies of evil but you carry the missing prophecy, the Prophecy of Light! And to get that Prophecy we must unravel your dream!"
Tom was backing away to the wall where, like Rick did he swayed as if in a trance and threw up."
