this world was created. She said, (Earth is not real,
and there was a pathway to the other world). She called this would
Casporix. She said we travel toward this world when we dream. She
said there is a middle dimension, a dimension between Earth, and
Casporix. When we sleep we can travel to the middle dimension. When
people have a strong enough mind, they can push through into
Casporix. If someone can make it pass the middle dimension, into
Casporix, a man named Epialeus, the keeper of the portal, returns
them to Earth. When people are returned, they forget about
Casporix. Sometimes they even forget what they dreamt about. I
didn’t know how to take all this in. I just wanted my life to go
back to the way it was. I was finally making progress in my life. I
had a good job, a girlfriend, and was getting to a point in my life
where I was actually happy. I told Artemia that I had enough for
now. I need to clear my head. This whole scenario was just too
difficult for me to take in. How could everything be fake? It
didn’t make sense to me. I had to clear my head.
Journal date: August
21 st ,
2005
Ding! Ding! Ding! Damn antique clock.
I just wanted to sleep. The clock woke me up, again at 9 am. I
decided that I’m not going to go to work today. I need to clear my
head. I called in. Kendall called, but I didn’t answer. I just
really don’t feel like talking to anybody.
Journal date: August
21 st ,
2005
So much for relaxing today, I called
in for no reason. I usually don’t make two journal entries in one
day, but Artemia showed up again. I was just sitting on the couch.
I felt like someone was behind me. I slowly turned my head back,
and sure enough, Artemia was standing there. I hopped off the
couch, and yelled, (Holy Mother Mary, and Joseph). She said (I’m
not your Mother, Mary, or Joseph). She told me she wanted to walk
again. I agreed.
She had transported us to a dark cold
hallway. The hallway was dim lighted, with four rooms on each side.
The hallway had double doors at the end. All I heard was a clutter
of voices. All gibberish, nothing made any sense. The occupants of
each room were completely insane. Artemia explained that everyone
there traveled to Casporix, but when they returned their minds
stayed behind. They had to live their lives in torment unless I
could save them from this curse. Me? I wanted to ask her, but I
couldn’t. We were interrupted. Band! Bang! Bang! Someone or
something pounded on the double doors down at the end of the hall.
Then a man dressed in medieval armor busted through the door. That
man was gigantic and was dragging a big sword behind him. I
recognized that man. He was the man from my dream. He was fighting
on the platform. He was the victor of the sword fight. I was scared
to death; I’ll never forget the way he looked. His chest plate had
a circle of pitchforks in the middle. His helmet had a faceplate,
which was that of an evil man, with two horns. That man looked like
the devil himself busted through the door, wearing battle armor.
Then out of nowhere a thick sheet of ice, had spread from the floor
to the ceiling; then wall to wall. It had blocked the beast. The
ice was thick; it stopped the beast from getting to us. He had
started hitting it over, and over again, with his giant sword. Then
I woke up….
Journal date: August 21,
2005
I had to look at my
journal. What the hell is going on? Am I dreaming all of this
stuff? Ding! Ding! Ding! It’s still 9 am…August
21 st …how
is this happening? I’m so confused how it’s still 9 am, same day,
and I already have 2 journal entries…it’s like I’m not really
waking up. I heard some sounds coming from the front door. Scared
the shit out of me. There was banging on the door, then the handle
turned. I held my breath, worried about what was going to come
through the door. I was relieved when I found out it was just
Kendall. She is gone now; she came over to break up with me. She
said that she felt I