It starts off fighting, there are two beings; one fire and one water. (Labelling it water/fire demon for easier reading)
I see myself with a group of other people I think are friends, and I am able to draw water from surroundings.
I chase the water demon around a large water tank and try to draw out water, but the power struggles and fails.
The others manage to drown the fire demon in lava.
The demons manage to summon backup before the fire one dies, a rush of black figures that look like ninjas.
Some are riding cartoon exaggerated unicorns and bouncing off the ground towards us.
I manage to dismount a ninja and take over the unicorn, but over the distant sound of the demon cackling, I shout a war-cry, but a ninja on a unicorn laughs at me and tells me I'll soon forget.
My mount slows down and my mind turns blank, I watch myself forget everything as another person comes towards me. I know them.
The person smiles gently and shows me an album filled with pictures.
I rifle through creating new memories until I stumble upon a picture of a baby, something jolts me and I remember my own child, my memories return.
I pretend to forget them and play along with the other person, who leads me towards something playing on a large screen attached to the water tank.
They hold me from behind as we dance slowly to the music on the screen.
The noises drown out and my own mind plays this song, as I watch myself dance with the other person.
The lyrics that are sung in my mind differ to the real song:
Just want to hold you,
Just want to keep you in my arms,
My lady river
As the mind's song plays I start to quietly weep, the person is holding me from behind so they can't see.
I hold in the tears and lead the person away from the screen, towards a small table with some stationary on it.
I quickly scribble something in the corner of a messy page,
I'm so sorry
I have to kill you
But I...
but turn it over and tell the person not to look.
I take a sheet that is spotted with small drawings and slowly write amongst the drawings with some coloured highlighters:
I love you
So so much
As I'm writing, tears start to wring out, and beads fall on the paper.
I turn around and I see the person reading the scribble.
Tears well up in their eyes as they look at me and manage a smile.
They tell me "It's OK, I understand"
The emotions are too much and the wall keeping in the tears falls.
I wake up in a stupor still reeling from emotions and crying in real life.
No love for the decay,
The Choo Choo train is somewhat lost
