I dreamt of a man. This man's hands were bound by chains and he was impaled above a fountain. His blood leaked down into the fountain turning the water red. slowly the fountain leaked over and as the red liquid touched the ground shadows formed around the fountain. Out of the shadows black hands reached up carrying 4 heads each carrying a number inscribed on their heads.


Afterward, the trail of red fluid moved forward in a stream spilling over a ledge and dripping upon a black throne. As a puddle built up, a black circle appeared in the center. Out of the circle a black head arose. He had awakened. The King had appeared to take his throne. His body rose out of the circle and he took his seat with a smile. There the end came.