Questions, questions, questions and questions

Damn. I can't sleep, it's like 2 am and I can't stop thinking about that girl. If London falls, has any other city fell? London is the last city in England yet to fall? does that mean that he doesn't have any power there, or that he's weaker? Any other city hasn't fell yet? London is the only one that's going to fell and when it does everything will fo down with it? How can I stop him? Did she sent anyone else to do the job? He will be unstoppable in London, in England, or in the world?.
Bollocks, my head is going to explode.

If London falls he will be unstoppable? Isn't he already?

Damn. I have been hallowed out, as people call it. I'll tell you about it later or tomorrow but into subject now: I had this weird lucid dream where a little blonde girl came to me and told me a bunch of things I can easily understand but at the same I can't. So... I was in this infinitely dark space and then this little cute girl came to me and said with a american accent:
-You're the one with the doll, right?- she asked with a really happy voice.
-What doll?... who are you?... wait! is this a dream?
She giggled and said- of course!, I can't speak to you in any other way from the other side, silly.
-The other side?... good; first I get possessed and then I have dreams like if I had smoked pot.
Then there was a silence that felt almost eternal.
-You saw him for the first time as a kid, right?
-Who? the... slenderman?
-The boogeyman! -she shouted very angry- he is out to get you and you don't even know about him!
-What? is he like... a monster?
-Yes, mister -she turned around and gave me the bck- he took me when I was 9... and my parents too... -she said it very slowly and started to cry a little.
-Look... I am sorry, I didn't know... could you excuse me?
She immediately got all happy and said: -That's okay mister! With the years i've learned to fight it.
-You have learned... with the years? How much time has been since... well... that happened.
-I don't know what year you are on mister, also, I don't remember it very well. I remember that there was a really evil mister in the papers all the time named Hitler.
I didn't know how she would react to the fact that it has been almost 80 years since then
-Oh... it hasn't been so long since then... Hitler was beaten by the good guys 5 years ago.
-Oh! I'm glad!
-So... why are you here?
-Why? Do you not like me?
-It is just that you don't come from the other side to chat with an english boy just because he is handsome... right?
-Oh yeah! You have to go to London!
-... um... why?
-Because it has to be saved!
-Saved? wait... by me?! you expect me to save something?!
-By anyone! London has to be saved from him!
-Hitler?
-The boogeyman! Do you ever pay any attention?
-I guess not.
-Anyways, mister, you have to stop him, if London falls he will be unstoppable.
-I don't think I can do much.
-Well then find somebody who can!!.
-Fine! Fine! I'll do it.
-Thanks, mister!- she said as she took my hand and shaked it- before I go... what's your name?
-Travis, Travis A. Walker.
-Travis? that's an odd name-she giggled when she repeated my name.
-It is, right? -I couldn't help but smile at her childish happiness- and what is yours?
She smiled widely and said:-Claire! Claire Stanson!
I was shocked to hear my wife's name even if they did not had any relationship whatsoever.
-C-C-Claire? your name is Claire?
-Yes!... what's the problem? you don't like it?
-It's a beautiful name, in fact, is... my wife's name -I said slowly as tear started to drop from my eyes.
-And why do you cry? do you not like her? do you not love her?
-Of course I love her, I love her with all my heart; she's the reason why I am triying to escape the slend... boogeyman.
-So what's the problem, mister?
I started to cry really badly and said in a barely understandable way: -I miss her, I am afraid of not seing her again.
-Don't you worry, mister. I am sure that, if you really love her, you will defeat the boogeyman just for the sake of seeing her again.
-You can't understand how badly I wish you to be right.
-Believe me, everything will be ok, mister -she kissed me in the cheek and then ran away from my position in the dark space.

So... now I'm heading to London because a 11 year old girl in my dreams named as my wife told me to because she expects me to be all Hawke and kick Slenderman's ass from Kirkwall... I mean London. I hope that she has called a real hero to get Slenderman out from London and I am just the stupid that is there so Slenderman doesn't rape him and he rapes me instead.

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