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Welcome to the Griffiths Zone Presents: The Alana Chronicles

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Griffiths Zone

The Alana Chronicles

Wikipedia’s interpretation of dreams:

“Dreams are successions of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations that usually occur involuntarily in mind during certain stages of sleep. The content and purpose of dreams are not definitively understood, though they have been a topic of scientific speculation, as well as a subject of philosophical and religious interest, throughout recorded history. The scientific study of dreams is called Oneirology.”

Some dreams get forgotten as a switch flipped in your mind. Others are so memorable that they need to get told over again.

Many dreams don't have an end to them. And those are the ones where imagination can take flight and turn into those best-selling books or super awesome movies that people want to read or see over and over again.

Dreams do have a strangeness to them though. Some play over and over again. Others end in darkness or a blinding flash of brightness.

What about the forgotten dreams? Why do we forget? Do the forgotten dreams ever come back and finally become ones that we remember? Would they wreak havoc on our lives if we don't remember them at all?

Some say dreams are windows to past lives and come to us when we are at a crossroads in life, to help us make a hopefully better decision. Others say they are windows to the future. For some dreams I have had, I sure hope not.

There are those that can interpret meanings behind the dreams. They can tell us what the meaning behind each character, symbol, action, and items that are in the dream.

Some also say that dreams are part of the gift, or curse, depending on how you look at it, to having premonitions. And people would think them crazy when they try to warn of the dangers ahead.

Are thoughts the same as dreams? Or are our ideas what fuel our dreams

Oh! And by the way, all names mentioned in this book of the already famous people are about whomever my dream puts you into context. Especially to those, I don’t know how to get a hold of to ask permission for your name to be mentioned.

And the thoughts, rants, and raves are of my mind, so please do not take them to heart. These are my thoughts and feelings on specific topics and mine alone.

So please take no offense to what I write.

Dream 1

This dream is short and to the point. Why did I have it and why does it plague my mind so much?

During the galactic alignment, through the center of the darkness, it glows blue. Then a weird, what seems to look like the big toothy grin of the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland, grows more extensive in the middle of the darkness of the galaxy’s center.

Larger and more substantial, and growing larger still as it bears down on Earth.

Then I’m watching as if in space. As the interior of the teeth touches Earth and turns it into what looks like ice.

The teeth disappear in a blinding flash. I wake up.

Is it an omen of what has still yet to come? Or did I have it just because of the hype of what is believed to come?

Nothing happened that day.

But who's to say that nothing will happen years from now?

Dream 2

Last time I had a dream like this; there was a flood in the spring of 1997.

So this dream bothers me too.

I am standing on the third floor of what seems to be a Victorian style house. Looking down the staircase towards the main floor, I see that the water is slowly rising on the main floor of the house.

I stare to the outside of the house through the French style doors that are open for some reason, leading out to the balcony.

Outside the doors, just below the line of the balcony, I see an ocean of water with the roofs and chimneys of the other houses in the area peeking out.

To the left of the window, I see the top of what had been a mountain of snow. And farther back I see what looks like the white sail of a sailboat.

The sun begins to shine out through the dark storm shaded clouds. The light of the sun hit the surface of the water just right and shone into my eyes. The sunlight grew so bright that I had to look away.

I turned my head back to look, but I found myself awake with the sunlight shining right in my face.

Dream 3

I'm flying around; high above a city with very tall buildings, except it looks strange. There are all sorts of weird looking tornadoes that seem to have started from the ground, and worked themselves up along the sides of the buildings.

As they twirled around the city, they adjusted to the heights of the building that was around them. They traveled around and between the buildings as they headed towards two buildings near the edge of the ocean and demolished them.

Unfortunately, the city turned out to be New York City, and the tornadoes represented the two planes, and the two buildings that got demolished were the World Trade Center. I guess it would have been a little difficult to tell what was going on if I had known and understood what was happening in the dream.

But of course, if I had understood what the dream was about, would anyone believe me if I told them?

Dream 4

I'm at work, but its night and the store is locked down. A couple of people that I work with and I are there just standing around, talking about nothing in particular.

Then suddenly some people I knew from when I was a kid showed up. They said I was in danger from The Gods, and that they needed to get me to safety.

We were just about to leave through the front doors when all of a sudden a few of the Gods in the form of the actors from Xena: Warrior Princess crashed through the front doors. We scattered to hide through-out the store.

I was hiding in the isles between health and beauty and candies when a book appeared out of thin air.

The cover of the book slowly opened, and the pages flipped over as if being turned by someone who couldn't wait to get to the end of a book. The pages stopped flipping around and landed on blank pages.

As I walk closer to the book, words started to appear, and I read “Those born under the sign of Sagittarius shall be reborn by the blade, and thus able to produce the fires of the knowledge and the waters of intuition. And in this state will change the world”.

I heard a sound behind me, and I look and see the woman who played Aphrodite in Xena. She startled me, so I ran.

And behind me, I hear her say “beware; Ares has the blade that will change the world.”

Unfortunately for me, I ran right into his arms Ares, and as I struggle to get out of his grasp.

I heard him whisper in my hear “Sorry your highness but the world has to change, and it will change in the glorious image of the Gods. Preferably in my image,” Then he takes the blade, stabs me in the base of my spine and lets me drop to the floor.

Then something bizarre happens.

Instead of blood, hair, skin, and bone that formed into horses back end. I was turning into a centaur. I tried to stand up, but sharp pain on the back of my head stopped me. Then everything suddenly went dark.

When I came too, I found that we were all chained up to the ceiling at the back end of a semi-truck. I couldn't see, but I'm guessing all of us have turned into centaurs.

The truck had stopped and the back doors open. Ares climbs into the cab and releases our chains from the ceiling.

He leads us out of the back of the truck by the chain and walks us into the forest, and as he's walking with us, he explains “Your clan is just the beginning. This planet will regret renouncing the Gods and sending us away. By the way, you all may want to stay out of sight for now until the change happens. Centaurs in this day and age may cause some concerns.” He releases our hands from the bindings and lets them fall to the ground.

He walked to the truck and closed the back doors.

Then he walks to the front of the cab and climbs back through the open door and said: “Do you think you’re going to be able to stop us this time your highness?” Then he drove off, laughing maniacally.

One of the other Centaurs named Rusty started asking questions. “What does he mean by us renouncing the Gods and sending them away? And that our clan is just the beginning? Why does he keep on calling you “Your Highness”? Why is he saying you can't stop him and will you be able too?

All of a sudden the sun glows brighter and brighter, so bright that things turn white. Then I wake up.

Now keep in mind that the order of these dreams that I wrote about are not necessarily night after night. I have the ones that are repeatable, and that stand out in my mind the most. Time skips about, and pieces are missing, but with a little imagination, those gaps can be filled in to complete the story.

Dream 5

A bunch of other people and I had been kidnapped and taken to an island in the middle of nowhere. We had figured it was nowhere because we couldn’t see any other islands when we managed to make it to a coastline. We had become characters in a game of sorts leaving us at the whims of insane Game Masters.

And if any of us die, we could be brought back to life at the wish of the Game Masters.

When brought back they could be stronger faster and before they died other times. Sometimes they were brought back to be evil, to be good, or to be something else, something not even human. Half the times we were not sure who or what we were fighting.

Sometimes, new people were brought to the island, just to be butchered by the new creations.

Well anyway, we were in the middle of a great battle, I was fighting alongside a couple of people that had survived the trials and made it this far without getting themselves killed.

I was managing on my own, taking down every demon that came at me, standing my ground. As best as I could anyway

All of a sudden I had been knocked down by the Angel from the movie Constantine. I'm on my back on the ground, pushing away from her with my feet, trying to get away.

Until the Angel brought out the strangest sword, I had ever seen. I raise my arm as if to deflect the blade from going through me. I feel the cold steel of the blade as it touches my arm. Everything goes black. Then my eyes fly open; I'm awake.

Dream 6

Like dream number 5, but we weren't kidnapped and taken to a mysterious island or at the whims of mad Game Masters. Instead, we were at the mercy of an unseen killer.

We were at a beach house with the intentions of having a murder mystery weekend at least that was what we wanted to do. It was supposed to be fun, and no one was supposed to die.

I guess someone had other plans in mind.

We all show up at the beach house and get settled in. We have a barbecue styled dinner. After we clean up, we have a chat session about the rules of how to play the game. Rule one was once we woke up the next morning; we were to get into character. After the rest of the rules were read out, we enjoyed the nightcaps, said our good nights and went to bed.

Then the murder and mayhem began. And I had just fallen asleep.

A shrill scream of one of the other guests woke everyone in the house up. We all went to find out who it was that screamed and where they were in the house.

It was the little blond girl that showed up last minute that screamed. The person murdered was the host of the evening Jackson Slater.

As we were trying to figure out who murdered Jack, others started to die as well. Most of us thought it was Maggie, that cute little blond girl who showed up last minute, only because she was the one that kept finding the bodies.

But then, she was found drowned in the little pond behind the tool shed. Just a couple inches below the surface of the water, with a terrified look frozen on her face

After that everything changed and moved around so rapidly that I'm not sure how we got to the end, but suddenly the small handful of survivors surrounded the sheriff's jeep.

Lou Diamond Phillips portrayed the sheriff with deputy sheriff Eliza Dushku. We explained why we were there and that we had no idea who the killer was.

All the bodies of the murder victims were recovered, as well as the weapons that were used to kill them. Even though we were still under suspicion, we were sent home and told to be available for further questioning. I get back and open the door to my house.

As I walk in, a bright light enveloped me.

Then I wake up.

Dream 7

I hate mirrors. Not sure why but I do. I hate them more so at night time. I find that I cover them up or close them off on each other. If it weren’t bad luck to smash them, I would.

A quiet, peaceful town is seeming to be in the middle of nowhere. No birds, no animals, not even the people who had resided there.

There are vehicles in driveways, furnishings, and housewares in each house. Food in cabinets, clothing in closets and dressers, but not one person that anything belongs to was even in the town.

Helicopters and vehicles suddenly flood the town.

The doors open up and outcome people in white bio-hazard suits to investigate the fact that no one was in the town anymore.

They take samples of soil and plant life, paint from buildings and water as well.

After finding that there was nothing wrong, they began the process of clearing out all the personal belongings of the previous owners of the houses and apartments.

They restocked the shelves of all the businesses and upgraded all working systems

And then came the families. All were having been given apparent “offers of a lifetime,” to work and live in a new town, a chance to start over and feel safe.

Realtor s doing their jobs to get people into that town, to get it populated. Telling people that the houses were fully furnished and that everything that they would need like dishes and linens was in the homes as well.

They said to each family that they know how hard it was to move across the country and start over again, and that the houses were ready so that the only things that were needed were personal items.

All seemed to be going pretty good. At least, for the first couple of months.

Then, all the pets started to disappear. At first, people began to wonder where they went. Eventually, they forgot about the animals and went on with their business.

Odd things were happening to the people too. Sometimes people would forget what was happening, and walk around in a daze. They had forgotten who they were and what they were doing at first.

Some people were sitting near the human-made pond wanting to feed the birds, throwing out breadcrumbs, but there were none. Others were playing fetch with imaginary dogs in the park thinking how odd it was that they had no dog.

It seemed to get worse when they tried to remember anything to do with their lives before they came to the town.

The dementia didn’t affect everyone though.

It was about a couple months after the pets “left” that the people started to disappear. One by one, house by house the families began vanishing until there were only a handful of people left.

They found it odd that they were in a seemingly abandoned town and didn’t even remember how they got there.

Not knowing what was going on, they decide to burn the town down. A couple of the boys drove around in a gas truck, dousing each house as they went along.

Then, a girl that had lived on Pinnacle Street remembers that the strange happenings started when the mirrors became uncovered.

So the few that were left behind started covering the mirrors. When there were only four people left The girl, MacKenzie remembers that there was a mirror left in her house.

Her father had brought it up from the basement with the intention of fixing it. They run into the garage once they reach her house. When they saw the mirror, it looked like it had black oil poured.

MacKenzie turned her back on the mirror with the intention of covering it with a tarp but didn't realize there were two oily looking hands were reaching out for her until it was too late.

The hands grabbed her and pulled her into the mirror. She screamed out for them to start the fire and get out now.

They started the fire in the house and ran as fast as they could out of town. But it caught up with the two boys and enveloped the slower one.

Cory, we will call him had been found wandering around, rambling incoherently about a town with possessed mirrors and missing pets and people.

They had taken him to an asylum and locked him up because he had spouted out about burning a whole town down to stop people from moving there and vanishing into a mirror world.

The police had gone there and what they found was beyond horrible. Not only had the town been burned to the ground, but there were burned bodies of the townspeople and animals all over the place.

The only thing that hadn't been burned up, strangely enough, was the mirror from the garage that had their prisoners name on it.

So they took it to the asylum.

When they arrived, they told him and the doctors what they found. The police told them about the burnt up bodies of the townspeople and animals.

Cory swore that no one was there, that everyone had vanished. He started getting violent and agitated. He was screaming and cursing at the police to the point where he lunged at anyone he could get his hands. So the doctors sedated him and put him in restraints in his room.

After a little while when he had calmed down the nurse had wheeled the mirror into his room.

When he realized what mirror it was, he started freaking out and screaming at the top of his lungs “take it away. Smash it, smash it” The nurse walked out of the room and closed the door to drown down the screaming.

What the police, doctors, and nurses did not see was the black, oily smoke coming out of the mirror and fill the room. They didn’t notice as Cory’s room grew dark against the afternoon light.

The smoke surrounded Cory, and he screamed even louder. All of a sudden the smoke sucked back into the mirror, the screaming stopped.

The doctor went to check on him and saw that Cory was not in his bed. Strangely enough, the restraints, buckled as though he was still in them. The doctor asked the nurse if she knew where Cory was.

The nurse told the doctor that he had been sedated and restrained, strapped to the bed, so he wouldn’t have been able to get anywhere. They searched the room, not even paying attention to the mirror.

If they had, they would have noticed the surface of the mirror was shaking, and hand and fist prints were showing from the dark side of the mirror.

Dream 8

This dream is the evolution of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. Offspring and protege of the original team members, Century’s later of course. The year is 2030.

Angela Quartermaine – Parentage unknown, Age undetermined. Evolution involves having eyes like an Eagle able to see great distances without the use of binoculars. Indestructible: Like hitting or being hit by a brick wall.

Luke And Duke Skinner – Twin brothers able to become invisible and have the ability to turn people and items they are touching invisible as well.

Sam Moriarty – Scientifically minded finished university at the age of fifteen more like a brother to the Skinner's since the Moriarty’s took the boys in when their parents died.

Lynne Jekyll – able to become Sara Hyde without the use of the potion her ancestor Henry Jekyll had used

Rayne – protege to Mina Harker. Was turned her into a vampire to save her life from an incurable sickness

Ga-hr Ne-Mo – Inventor of great vehicles and robots that help around homes and workplaces.

Max Sawyer – Intelligence officer and weapons technician can fire any weapon with extreme accuracy at any distance.

A woman runs across the rooftops of the buildings above a city. Occasionally she looks behind to see if men in black suits were still chasing her. They seemed to be gaining on her.

She comes upon a more significant gap in the buildings to get away.

But instead of jumping across, she dives down towards the street.

She flips in mid-air then lands on the ground on her feet. She looks up the side of the 20 story building to see the men that had been chasing her staring back down at her.

She stands upright to run off, but then all of a sudden, a net wrapped around her. Tangled in the net, she falls to the ground. Looking through the gaps in the net, she sees more of the men gathering around ready to collect her.

A tall blond haired man and a short brown haired man both reached down to apprehend her. The tall blond suddenly went flying backward. And the short brown haired man's head snapped back as though he got kicked in the face.

The other men looked around at each other confused. Then the men started going down. Quite literally two at a time, getting knocked out. Looking through the net seeing her chance to escape, she began struggling to get free of the net.

Suddenly a disembodied voice say's “Don’t worry Angela, we'll help you out.” A knife appears out of thin air and heads straight towards her. “Who is “WE” and where are you exactly?” asks Angela.

“Sorry about that,” a different disembodied voice says. Two bodies of young men slowly appear. The smaller of the two cut the net away and helps Angela to her feet. The taller one looks behind him and says “introductions will have to wait till later. We got to run.”

Angela and the shorter of the men look in the direction of the other and saw that the men from the roof had finally made it to the ground. They were helping their fallen friends that had regained consciousness from the attack.

The two men and Angela ran as fast as they could with a few of the men trying to catch up. They ran down side streets and through buildings until they, unfortunately, ended up in a dead-ended alley.

Both boys grabbed an arm of Angela’s and pushed her against the wall of one of the buildings. Expecting a betrayal or an attack from the boys, she struggles to get out of their grasps.

They hold her against the wall and tell her to stop moving, or the other men will see her. She stops moving just as a group of men in suits burst out one of the doors and into the alleyway.

After checking behind and inside every hiding spot that the alley had to offer, they left.

“How did they not see me?” Angels asked.

The shorter one says “We can make other people invisible as long as we're in contact with them. We can even make our bikes invisible too, but while riding, it takes a lot of concentration. By the way, I’m Luke, and this is my brother Duke, descendants of the invisible man, Rodney Skinner.”

“One of the many original members of the League of extraordinary gentlemen. Much like your father, Allan Quartermaine. I’m Sam Moriarty.”

“I now know who you are. How do you know who I am? I've been trying to stay hidden because of those government men” said Angela “I guess it didn’t work out to well since they found me.”

Sam said “Someone has taken over on Moriarty’s matters after James got killed in the 1800's. Somehow, samples were left behind, and the work continued. From what I understand the original league members were followed around to find out anything they could about their lives. I’m guessing they may have been trying to capture them again. But they left them to live their own lives and saw what came of that.”

Luke chimes in “Then came the off-spring. And we should be on our way, the others will be waiting.”

“Others?” asks Angela.

“Did you think you were the only ones with extraordinary abilities?” asks Sam.

“I have heard about Lynne and Sara. Lynne's alter ego, Rayne, the protege to Mina Harker. And now you two. But I’ve never heard anything about you, Sam.” Says Angela.

“There’s nothing exceptional about me. I’m your average scientific genius wanting to make the world a better place. There are plenty more where I came. But of course, my namesake raises a few concerns.” says Sam

Sam turns around and walks out of the alley. Angela, Luke, and Duke look at each other and start to follow

“They must be after us to get new material from us to create another new type of army, an army of people with our abilities,” Says Luke.

“That definitely could account for the increased interest in capturing us again.” Said Duke “Now that we know what we're capable of doing. You know strength and power wise.

“What do you mean “Again?” asks Angela.

Luke starts off the story: “When we were about nine, we had been in bed. But a party our parents were having had woken us up. We snuck downstairs to see what goes on at the parties. We were hiding behind a chair by the buffet table. But we had been caught by a friend of our mom's. The encounter had startled Duke so much that he had grabbed me. Suddenly the lady freaked out about seeing ghosts and scared the other guests right out of the house. When we stepped out of our hiding spot, dad had known what happened. We didn’t know what we could do, but dad did.”

Duke finished off the unhappy story: “We never really did get a chance to find out what we could do from him. That night men had broken into our house and killed our parents and tried to catch us. They tore the house apart, but we had already left through the escape tunnel to our grandparents' place. A tunnel that dad told us to use if someone was trying to catch us. We never heard the explanation why. But unfortunately, our grandparents were dead too. The men had already been there. We weren't even sure why they were trying to get us.”

Sam chimes in “My mom had found them wandering around the streets and took them in. They told me what happened, and how they could turn invisible. At first, I didn’t believe them, but then they showed me. Since then we’ve been trying to figure out what else they can do. Evolved from our ascendants at least on the parts where you three and Lynne Jekyll are concerned.”

They walk a couple more blocks down the street until they reach a brown colored house. They walked up the sidewalk and the stairs. Sam leads them into the house through the door and calls out to anyone that was there and that Angela was finally with them. The others had come out of different rooms of the house, heading to the foyer to meet Angela.

"Angela. Rayne, Ga-hr Ne-Mo and Max Sawyer. But where is Lynne?” asks Sam.

“She went to the market, and these are in her words ‘you idiots need to learn to shop. You didn’t even get what I wanted.’ As if I would waste time going down every aisle trying to find what she wants.” Rayne told them.

“Well, let’s hope for her sake that Sara decides that prison is the last place they should be,” says Ga-hr. “Lynne would not suit well to the lacking of freedom due to Sara being a wanted fugitive.”

“What does Sara being a wanted fugitive have to do with Lynne ending up in jail?” asks Angela.

“Lynne is a descendant to Henry Jekyll whose alter ego due to a potion he created became Edward Hyde. Unlike Henry, Lynne does not need any potion to change into the unstoppable beast, Sara Hyde. Extreme anger or even the thought that she was in danger, Sara would make an occasional appearance to protect Lynne. And it was in one of her last monstrous states that Sara had committed a grievous sin against an innocent. Lynne would be safe were as Sara would not.” states Ga-hr.

“Could we get to the matter at hand now? Like the scientists that are after us and why. The

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 06.10.2020
ISBN: 978-3-7487-5990-4

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