⚠️️Warning: Chapter contains mentions of childhood abandonment, mentions of abuse and loss/death. If affected, please read with caution. ⚠️

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{•Lynette•}

"So, wait... My father is alive, and he had his pet bird, who is a messenger between dreams, dump magic sand on me so that I can meet you and go on some weird mission in my subconscious mind?" I asked Sandman as we walked down the street.

"Hmm, something like that," he said.

I sighed as I walked. "All of a sudden, Emerson's philosophical quotes make more sense than this," I sighed as we walked, making him chuckle softly.

"Believe me, your father always had a reason for things... Cold and stern as he is, he's still very intelligent and always meant well, and never hurt anyone unless he had a very good reason to... Like that traitor who harrassed your mother."

I sighed as I continued finding my way through the streets with him, following Horus as he flew ahead, leading us to the next clue.

That's when I noticed everyone on tue streets going about their day, not even glancing at us or noticing that we were there.

As if we're invisible...

"Hey.... C-Can no one see us here? I mean, I'm pretty sure a tall reaper looking dream deity, no offense, with a white hawk and a random girl running after numbers and clues in her subconscious would catch anyone's attention here...." I said in confusion.

"The people in your dream world don't always hold relevance unless they need to," he explained. "To them, you're just another everyday person who's barely even there..."

I furrowed my brows and looked around, seeing as everyone around us went about their day, oblivious to our presence.

Weird...

Horus then screeched for us as he swerved to the right between some buildings, pulling me from my thoughts.

That's when I realized something.

"Wait..." I said as we followed and then soon arrived, just as he perched himself on a dumpster nearby.

"The dumpster... Look at the grafitti," Sandman motioned.

I looked over at where he pointed.

DCCXLVII

"Roman numerals for 747," he stated as we looked at it, and then looked in the alley as it suddenly hit me.

"Oh my god...." I frowned as I looked around, everything being familiar to me, and then saw the sign on the side of the building.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"We're right behind Maki Bar...." I mumbled.

He furrowed his brows as I looked back at the dumpster that Horus was perched.

"This was where I was found..." I said. "As a baby....."

He stood quietly as he looked at the dumpster, too.

"Where your life in the Earth Realm began...." he said.

I nodded quietly as I walked over.

"December 14th, 1996.... A teenage busboy for this sushi restaurant late at night was taking out the trash at closing, and.... He found me in the dumpster crying, only a few hours old....." I sighed, standing in front of the rusted dumpster. "He shouted for his boss, who then called police and paramedics.... I ended up becoming a ward of the state from then.... At least, that's what I read from the report in my file one day when I got curious....."

Sandman looked over at me with a solemn look.

"A family did adopt you, however...." He said. "A nice one, who showed you love... Cared for you... You had a mother, and a father, who did what your parents were kept from doing...."

"Yeah... They were kind... Hell, they were set on finalizing the adoption and everything, so I can officially be their's.... At leats that's what I was told...." I said softly, looking down. "I always wondered what happened to them...."

"What do you mean?" Sandman asked curiously.

"Well, they... One day, they just disappeared on a boating trip with friends when I was 2... I was with my foster grandmother at the time.... No signs of them ever found, except for their abandoned boat.... After that, I was back in the system afterwards, the old woman couldn't take care of me forever, especially after a recent cancer diagnosis, now her daughter and son-in-law missing...." I sighed. "New family took me in, but then about 2 years later they...."

He looked at me curiously.

"They.... The husband ended up driving off the road one night, and.... His car blew up.... The wife then overdosed the next day, but.... She wasn't on any medication, though..." I said, suddenly confused.

"Its strange how the families that took you in always met very mysterious ends..... How many?" he asked.

"Five.... Five families that died under mysterious circumstances...." I said. "All the way up until I turned 18...."

"It is strange...." he frowned.

"I was too young to notice though.... Eventually, everyone started to see as some omen in the agency, that's why I slowly started losing adoption chances......" I mumbled.

"Then you and many others were moved to Seattle," he said. "But you were already grown up..."

"They mostly adopt the babies and little kids.... Teenagers barely ever last," I frowned as I observed around me.

"It.... It can't all be a coincidence...." I frowned, then tried to think. "Something was going on.... It had to be....."

"What would interfere with events like that?" he asked curiously.

I tried to think, then froze as it suddenly hit me.

"The Visigoth's.... They had a fallen angel stalking me through most of my life...." I said, turning to him. "Fallen angels bring bad omens whenever they are near.... It must have been going on longer than I thought... More than I thought...."

I realized something and my eyes widen.

"Five families..... Five angels....." I said. "He killed four.... He was the fifth..."

"Since fallen angels bring tragedy and bad omens, that fallen angel being near you..." he said.

"It cost me any family I could ever own," I said. "The Visigoth's are the reason I lost my family over and over again.... Why I grew out of the foster system... Why my life on Earth was hell..."

"They couldn't get revenge on their daughter.... So they took their anger out on their granddaughter by hunting down and eliminating anyone who gave her sanctuary and love," he said.

"Their sick, twisted way of getting back at the Warhol's...." I said. "Not until I was back in Obsidian that they were finally able to get at me directly by kidnapping and torturing me, but they had no power on Earth so they had Prophet and his goons doing their dirty work for them until they were able to themselves...."

"That's a lot of anger...." Sandman frowned. "A lot of resentment..."

I sighed as I looked around, then noticed something engraved on the doorknob of the restaurant.

747

"And we go deeper down the rabbit hole..." I sighed, opening the door and then suddenly met with some swirling portal.

I gasped as the three of us were suddenly sucked into the portal.

I yelped as we sudden fell out and landed on something wet and cold.

Snow...

I groaned as I stood up, Sandman helping me, and then we looked around, dusting the snow off of us.

"What is this place?" I asked.

"A mirror Void," he said in shock. "Oblivion...."

"Like Greece or Transylvania, how they have two realms?" I asked.

"Sort of similar... Consider this more of a parallel universe.... This is another version of Obsidian...." he said, looking around. "I didn't think it was accessible, even for me.... Let alone this easy to find...."

I looked around as I then saw in the distance a huge and strange building, marked with a very familiar emblem.

"Lieseil..." I said under my breath.

I looked around when I noticed something in the distance, cloaked in white, yet standing out against the snow.

Is that.... An angel....?

"What....?" I murmured, seeing it stand there, face hidden but staring in our direction.

"Well.... Its been long, Lord Morpheous," a familiar dark voice suddenly chuckled and we turned to see....

"You...." I gasped as I saw who stood there, not believing my eyes.

I quickly looked back, seeing the figure was gone.

"Hello, my little Alice.... Welcome to Wonderland...." he smirked at me.

"Tormenting even in her dreams... You truly have no shame, Alexander," Sandman said sternly.

I glared as he stood there with his twisted evil grin.

"Its good to see you again... Darling granddaughter of mine..."

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