I thank you!!! You are very * moved to tears *. When I read your clerks, it's just moving ... (I shouldn't talk so swollen, that makes the whole thing an ironic sound!) * G *

@ VegetaW17: Sure I'll continue, you give me every reason to do so!

@Princessnichan: Thank you, I'm flattered!

@Kira: Yes yes, Gohan is also a character that I like ;-) But there is still someone I like better, as you know!

@ gray-eye: You really embarrass me with your comments! (Still don't stop * gg *)

You asked how I got the idea: I had a time when I slept all over the place and dreamed totally stupid stuff! Whenever I woke up, I was glad it was just a dream ... but I wondered what it would be like if you really lived your dreams. * brr *

Well, that's how I came up with the basic idea of ​​this FF (it's not a lie!)

@ Paen: Unfortunately I can't write every part in an exciting way.If I could I would :-) But nice that you liked the part anyway!

@Amiel: I know something about Charmed, but what you are talking about is completely unknown to me! (I would love to see the episode, maybe it inspires me!)



Well, that's enough for now, and it continues with foggy nights:



Part 3.



I was so perplexed that I couldn't say anything more or ask anything. But perhaps the real reason for my speechlessness lay in this incredible tiredness that took hold of me more and more. My eyes closed. I felt the hard, cold air wind caress my skin. A pleasant shadow enveloped my body with gentle persistence. I let it happen, wanted to immerse myself in it! Sink in!

A strong jolt pulled me back to reality. Gohan suddenly stopped! With great effort, I forced myself to open my eyelids slightly.The bright sunlight stung my eyes. With a blurry look, I saw a large white building with three people coming out of the entrance. "Gohan, who is that?" I heard a deep voice ask. The person addressed carefully released his grip from my hips in order to be able to approach the three people unhindered. I swayed ... but I was able to hold up! I wiped my eyes lightly with my right hand, chasing this thin veil from my field of vision. Confused, I looked at the green faces of the two taller people. Where have i been

While I was staring at these people with my mouth open, Gohan started repeating my story. I heard the words but couldn't really concentrate on them. I stumbled back a little, uncertain. The ground beneath my feet seemed to be beating waves!

"You better lie down!" someone said next to me and took my arm helpfully.It was the third person: a short, dark-skinned man who was currently looking at me with a worried look.

"No ... do not lie down ... must not ... must not fall asleep!" I mumbled tiredly.

"I'm sorry, but we also don't know how we can help you ... or what threatens you. We are really very sorry!" I heard a voice say with a regretful tone. Slowly I turned my head in their direction and recognized the smaller, green-skinned man who was looking at me with thoughtful eyes. The man next to him also looked at me for a long time, but his look was rather threatening to me.

I sighed and looked at the floor. Inwardly, I feared the bad news. So it was my inevitable fate to be butchered by this dream figure! A horrible idea!

“I know who's threatening the girl!” The smoky voice of an old woman echoed in my ears.
"Uranai Baba! ... What are you doing here ... and how do you know who is threatening Jule?" asked Gohan, confused and relieved at the same time.

"What do you have a crystal ball for ?! With it I can not only receive all TV channels, but also occasionally look into the past or future!" replied the old woman, apparently a little irritated.

I didn't understand anything anymore. All of these people weren't quite normal!

"Tell me. What do you know?" growled a deep voice.

For a brief moment there was complete silence, but then the old woman began to speak: "My sources have told me that this figure, who is killing more and more people and is now after this girl, is a dream guardian. Was! Actually Dream guardians must protect people's dreams so that no one can penetrate them. These beings "feed" themselves on beautiful and happy moments. They come to life when people dream well! Unfortunately, people's dreams are burdened by more and more worries and problems, so that many people are only haunted by nightmares at night.And apparently this dream guardian did not find any good dreams and thus no more "food"! His only chance to survive was to switch to other dreams ... nightmares! So he fed on the pain and suffering of people. He got hooked! Wanted more ... never got enough, and soon found no more nightmares that were terrible enough to satisfy his hunger! And so he created his own nightmares and did what he was supposed to prevent. He invaded people's dreams! There he hunted his victims to feel their pain and fear! ... And it becomes more cruel every time! "Uranai Baba sighed softly after she finished.

"And how can you stop this monster and help Jule?" asked Gohan. There was genuine concern in the young man's voice.

"Well, there is a possibility, but it is quite risky! Someone has to enter the girl's dream! But in this" world "your powers are useless.You are as helpless as any other normal person! Also, if the girl dies, whoever makes this journey will die too! But remember: this is the only chance to stop the dream guardian. We know he's after this girl, but if he kills her, we don't know who he'll choose as the next victim! "Explained the old woman meaningfully.

"I will do it!" said Gohan with an energetic tone and stood next to me again.

"No! You won't do that! You heard. Strength is useless! So you need your head! I'll go!" said the tall green-skinned man with a serious, determined look. ... Silence ... An uncomfortable shiver ran through my skin. I wanted Gohan to help me rather than that creepy guy.

"Can we still get in touch with Piccolo?" the smaller green man asked softly. Uranai Baba seemed to be considering because she did not answer immediately.

"Maybe. It could only work through the telepathic connection between him and Gohan!" She said. He frowned and listened to the words of the old woman.

"All well and good, but what if Jule suddenly wakes up while Piccolo is still in her dream?" the young, black-haired man asked worriedly.

"He is then locked in there until the girl continues to dream. But I don't see why she should wake up! As far as I know, nothing can wake the" afflicted "victims! ... It is all the more astonishing that this girl woke up anyway. But how? "

My mind went roller coaster. I understood everything, but I couldn't believe it. And what did “nothing to wake you up” mean here? My alarm clock had rang! So a very simple thing!

It was like a big wave crashing over me and washing away my thoughts. My last strength that had kept me upright left my body.I slowly sank to the ground. Felt weightless.

"No more time for long explanations! Come on Piccolo, put your hand on her chest!" Uranai Baba shouted frantically.

"I should WHAT?" exclaimed the addressed horrified.

"In other words, you have to put your hand on her heart! Come on now!"

No doubt the great man, whose name was Piccolo, found it very difficult to accomplish the task that was asked of him. But then I noticed from the faint rustling of his clothes that he slowly bent down to me and ...

Fatigue overwhelmed me like a gray veil and pulled me into an infinitely deep darkness ...



Well ... I can already say that the next part will be a little more exciting!

Really exciting! * crooked grin *