I walked out of the basement and into the kitchen. Suddenly I heard a strangled yelp. I turned to see my brother floating in midair. He cowered and covered his eyes. I gasped. My dagger, a bow, and a fire staff were all pointed at my brother. I yelped and waved my hand. My brother fell on his head. I ran towards him, only for him to back away from me and run into his room. The dream changed.

I found myself in an oil rig. What the... I turned and saw a man with blonde hair asleep in a chair. He looked familiar. He wore gray pants, a grey long sleeved shirt, black chest plate, and black boots. A black helmet lay by his side. I walked towards him. He opened his green eyes. "Ow." He muttered, rubbing his head. He didn't appear to see me. A man in a penguin hat ran up to him. "Grayson, you ok?" He asked, worry lining his blue and green eyes. Grayson nodded. "I'm fine Luke. Thanks." Luke nodded. Grayson frowned. "Any sign of Collin?" My eyes widened. Luke shook his head. "It's late. We should head to bed. We'll continue the search tomorrow." Grayson sighed. "Alright. I just can't shake the feeling somethings wrong." Luke looked worried. "Don't worry Gray. Collin will be alright. He can take care of himself." Grayson frowned. "Goodnight Grayson." Luke said, walking into a room with his name above the door. "Goodnight." Grayson replied, walking into a room with his name on it. The dream changed.

What the... I can't control myself! Sure enough, it was like i was looking through someone else's eyes. It was kinda hard to see. Everything was tinted purple and white. I saw a diamond in my hands. I was studying it. Suddenly a great pain exploded in my head and I heard a gasp. "No no no!!" I heard a voice say. I gripped my head. The pain....it was unlike anything I had ever endured. My vision started to blur. Then I heard it. A laugh. "You will be my puppet soon." An evil voice mused. "No." Another voice muttered. I heard the laugh again, subsiding as the pain faded. I found myself staring at the stone floor. "Stupid headaches." A voice muttered.  I stood up and found myself staring at a reflection. I gasped. I...I looked like myself, except I was half Enderman. My eyes were white and purple. I was looking through the eyes of a hyprid. "I won't bow." The hyprid muttered, closing his eyes. "I won't bow."