Just as Lucius was peacefully dreaming, he was disturbed.  He was dreaming about a big prank with his friends. In his dream he had already gone through all the preparation and the joy of the thought of how they would react to his prank. In his dream he was in his store,  hiding  in a knight's armour, which he actually used as decoration normally. He could hear his friends coming closer and closer, soon to fall for his booby trap. Though his friends were used to a lot of his pranks, he tried to keep coming up with new pranks and bigger and better than the last prank. Surely, this should be so much fun. He was pretty sure they would freak out and be angry with him for  a bit, but then laughing it off when they'd go out together to have a beer. Patiently he waited for them to come, as they were<span style="font-style: italic">almost</span>in the trap. In his dream and in reality he had a grin on his face.<br/><br/>But whereas he had been joyfully awaiting in his dream, the whole feeling suddenly faded. His face returned neutral. What was this? He looked around, trying to figure out what was happening to his dream. Why had he appeared into this misty meadow? Where had his friends gone off to? If this was a nightmare, than the transition to it had been worse than ever.  He looked up at the sky, it was night, the moon gave off its lovely radiance. He wandered further, hesitatingly. Was this a dream in which some horror person would show up and attempt to kill him? It did look like the right setting for it, as he seemed to be all alone here in this strange place. But yet it didn't have that horror atmosphere. It more felt like.. mhm.. he wasn't sure what to compare it with.<br/><br/>Glancing around, he noticed a lake ahead of him with a silhouette in it. He was looking at its back. He could see long black hair reaching down. Along with the form of the silhouette, Lucius assumed this was a woman.  Lucius bit his lip, in the dream, really hoping this wouldn't be some dream world version of The Grudge. He had really seen too many of those horror movies. His heart beat increased as he hesitatingly got closer, doubting whether he should say something to this eh... lady..<br/><br/>"....Hello?" he hesitatingly said, doubting whether it was safe to come closer. Would there suddenly appear tentacles from the water, pulling him in and drowning him? Or would she turn around with like a drowned face, blaming him for it?  Damnit, he had to admit, his mind was far too good in freaking him out.