(Based off of a little silly song)

You ran through the trees, out to a field of flowers. The wind blew through your hair, as Wriothesley stood with an emtpy smile on his face. As you ran, he seemed to get farther away. Farther and farther.

You jolted up, awake again. "So I was all a dream once more?" You thought to yourself, locked behind bars for a crime you didn't commit. Wriothesley walked towards your cell, his eyes locked on yours as he kept a very serious demeanor.