Skip The Budgie

Somehow we end up on a train, my brother and I. There was a chase, I recall something about bats... It's all a bit hazy, but I am overcome by the feeling that something is very wrong, that the world is going to end if I don't do what I have to do.

It's not a huge train - from the outside, anyway. Like one of those not-mini but not full-sized steam trains. My brother hangs off the back of the engine, shouting at me to get inside.

Inside I am confronted by the driver, but am distracted by the d??cor, like a hotel foyer - all plush red carpets and chandeliers. My bro sorts out the driver, persuades him to concentrate on going as fast as possible, to stay ahead of the shadow, keep on the rails. The bats are getting close now.

Space.

There's lots of it and I begin my methodical search of the rooms. I sense a darkness approaching, time is getting short and finally, there in the fireplace I see it. An ornate wooden box, about a foot square with a complex locking mechanism holding it tightly closed. I know what's inside, I can feel the Majick trying to escape, it could save the world but in the wrong hands... I shudder.

Inside the box are 12 candles set into a mandala carved on the base. I know I have to light them all in the right order and I used to know what that was, but first I have to engage in an epic battle with the Warlock of Firetop Mountain him? Of all people, it's HIM? Why?.

I wake up, struggle to phase back into reality and begin the long cycle to work.