Things to Run Away From Really Fast

★★★★☆

I've been working a lot. A lot.

12/06/10

I'm standing in my childhood bedroom, surrounded by white walls and pastel shades. None of my rooms have looked like this in years, but that's not something I notice. It seems like I'm awake - already, the fragments of previous dreams are falling away.

I hear a low hiss in the background of my mind, and I smile.

I thought I'd lost you, I admit. I tilt my head, listening to a voice only I can hear, and make a face. "Yeah, I'm not having that argument with you."

A flash of a symbol, the ouroboros, a snake in a circle, eating its own tail. I see green and black stripes, and the dream fades into another one.

"The walls between realities grow thinner by the day," she says, "And people continue to mine them for profit!"

I'm half-listening to the merchant at this point, waiting for her to hand me the items I'm buying from her brightly-coloured wooden stall. I need the monkshood for an attempt on the Guardian up in the mountains.

"One of these days," mutters the woman, "Demons will tear through from the world beyond, and our world will be without hope!"

Snake chuckles darkly, in the quiet of my mind. Too late for that.

I nod absently at the woman. I know how to close the gaps between worlds, but of course, I'm one of the demons that these people fear. "Do you know where I can find any explosives?"

Ouroboros. Scare Factor: 2.