December 19th, 2009

I first remember being on the porch of my house. Vezerai was there, surrounded by police officers who were trying to hold him back. I asked them what in the world was going on, and they said that Vez had just killed several people. I was shocked, as Vezerai isn't that kind of guy, but when I tried to ask him if that was true, he didn't reply. He was hyperventilating, staring at nothing, and apparently panicking. I think he was starting to sob from hysteria as well. I became very nervous as I had no idea what was happening, and then the scene switched.
I then found myself in my church's basement, except there were no pillars, and the walls were lined with metal prison doors, like in The Green Mile. The entire center of the room was still empty, though, and the wall behind me had had small windows near the ceiling that lead outside: the only source of light in the room.
For some unknown reason, there were several people in the room with me, all dressed in black and looking very worried. In the center of the room was a Banette. The people with me said they were trying to 'catch it' or something, but apparently not in the traditional 'throw a Pokeball and mash the B button' way-- they had set up an elaborate plan to trick the Banette into feeling 'safe' and then jump on it when it would least likely attack them. I honestly had no idea what they were doing. However, I was apparently caught up in their plan regardless. First, they all climbed up on the high windowsills (bringing me along) and one guy handed me a yellow and black ball. He told me to throw it at the Banette for a distraction first. I tried to protest but he wouldn't let me, so I cautiously threw it. However, the ball bounced and came right back at me, so the Banette turned and saw us, completely ruining the plan. Everyone froze and seemed terrified, but I noticed that the ghost monster was staring directly at me alone. He didn't even look angry, just surprised and suspicious. Anyway, he eventually turned around and the black-clad gang rushed to set up something else. Whatever they did, they soon set up a pink 'fort' of sorts and put a large 'doll' in the middle of the room. We all hid behind the fort and waited for the Banette to walk over to the doll, which he soon did. I had a very limited view (I was trying to look over the shoulders of the other guys) but from what I could tell, the Banette was treating the doll like a 'date' of sorts, fawning over it and doing all these amusingly cliched routines. Suddenly, however, he stopped dead and turned to face us, looking completely serious. He then asked, specifically, if I was watching (he referred to me by name). No one said a word, but a few people looked at me in shock. The Banette repeated his question, now sounding angry, but still no answer. He then moved away from the doll in an almost aggressive fashion, and several of the black-outfits jumped up and quickly moved to 'contain' him, almost like a police force trying to suppress a criminal.
There was a small plot-break hiatus here, in which I was suddenly handed a burgundy-colored envelope that was allegedly a letter from Ravda. She was talking about her time in England and all, but I don't remember any of it, because I was called away halfway through reading it.
On the far right side of the room was a small set of stairs that led up into another long hallway of cells. There was a girl standing on the stairs who looked almost like LordBlumiere, and she was the one who had called me. I walked over to her and asked what she needed, but she stared at me gravely and, almost secretively, said that I only had a few minutes to 'talk to him' if I wanted to. She meant the Banette, who was at the moment nowhere to be seen (neither were the people in black). The girl then told me the Banette was in "cell 10," which was only a few steps behind me-- the first cell on the far wall. I walked over and knelt down in front of the bars, and saw the Banette standing across the cell, about to walk into what looked like a small closet. He looked extremely troubled. Not wanting him to think I was a threat like the other guys, I called out 'hey' as compassionately as I could, and actually blew him a kiss. He turned around, noticed me, and walked over. As soon as he was standing in front of me (I was at his eye level), he asked me (in clear English) why I was there, more surprised than upset. I told him that I was just wondering if he was okay, as I was worried about him. The Banette seemed even more surprised at this fact, and I think a small conversation started from it, centered around what his situation was and if I could help him or not. Either way, he was visibly pained the entire time, and at one point suddenly stopped and held out a small container of silver glitter through the bars. I was baffled and asked him what it was, but he just said to put it on my eyes to make it 'look like I was crying.' He then showed me what he meant, taking some of it on his claw and marking his left eye with it. Deciding to go with it, I did the same with my right eye, asking him why he wanted me to do this. He paused, then said that it was so I would be used to crying when the 'glimmering stopped' and he had to die (I remember his voice breaking on the 'glimmering;' he fumbled over the word). I was shocked at his reply and looked at him, only to notice that he was literally crying. I understood that his name was Gleam (from his previous statement, I suppose) and quickly asked him what he meant about dying. He clarified that he was scheduled to be executed. Terrified, I asked how that was even possible, when suddenly a brown-haired girl with glasses (she looked about 14) walked up to me and opened the cage, bringing me inside. She said she had to feed Gleam so he wouldn't starve and wanted me to help. She then started concocting this odd thing with apples and sprinkles (maybe even some icing; I have no idea what it was but it looked like a sugar bomb), which Gleam seemed ecstatic about. The girl was talking normally to me the whole time, and seeing her and my Banette buddy smiling made me temporarily forget the situation-- which was bad. As soon as she finished making the sugar-apple-thing, she led me out and locked the cell, a few of the black-coated guys from before walking up to meet her. I came to my senses and asked me what the heck she did that for, as I would have rather kept Gleam company. The girl, now acting a bit haughty, told me that he was far too dangerous and so no one was allowed in there for fear of him 'killing them.' As we had both just been in the cell with Gleam for several minutes, I angrily pointed out her faulty logic and demanded she explain just what the heck was going on. Avoiding the direct question, though, she instead clarified that Gleam had taken a serious liking to me, and I was the only person he would even allow near him. I began to worry that they were trying to use me to hurt him, and not wanting that to happen, asked her what 'they' were planning. However, she only stated that Gleam was scheduled to be executed at midnight the following day, and turned to leave. I shouted 'what could he have possibly done to deserve execution?' but she didn't acknowledge me and left through another door on the far left of the room. I was now very upset, and knelt back down by Gleam's cell. He was already standing there, though, and when I turned back to face him he reached one of his hands through the bars. I tried to reach out and take it but the bars were too close together. This made me terribly sad, and I suddenly wanted nothing more than to be in that cell to protect Gleam from the other people there, but that's when I suddenly woke up.

I sincerely hope he's okay.