“What do you think of it?” I asked Mr. Secret Service.
“Think of what?” he said.
“What do you think of that prophecy,” I exclaimed. Sometimes people just miss the key things in life!
“I don’t know what it means. Give me some time to ponder it,” he said.
“That will do,”I sighed. I sat down against a wall. I also needed to think about the prophecy. “Let’s go one line at a time,”I thought.
“2 shall enter the room of darkness”
Hmm…the 2 people could very well be Mr. Sunglasses and I. The room of darkness? Never heard of one in my life. Probably a room that’s pitch black. What does a room of darkness have to do with anything?!? My cruel brother is probably going to destroy the world in a couple of days and I’m supposed to go into a dark room?? It doesn’t look like I’ll be leaving this dump anytime soon. UGH!! My priority list is completely messed up. Am I supposed to focus on a stupid prophecy about the world ending, or am I supposed to focus on the fact the world is ending?
“Have you happen to have seen or been in a room of darkness?” I asked Mr. Sunglasses.
“No, I don’t think I have.” he replied.
“Well THAT helps a lot.” I grumbled sarcastically.
Once again, I heard the familiar sound of our cell door banging open. 2 guards marched in before I could say more. We were cuffed and dragged to the throne room. The Lord was there like always. But this time there was another strange man. He practically radiated evil. A memory stirred in the back of my mind; but I couldn’t quite grasp it.
“Welcome back,” my brother said,”it’s time for the fun to begin.”