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Second part: Latvian Spanish. Atrox


Oh, it’s that dream again.
Atrox , was clearly aware that he was within a dream.
Were the dreams where you could clearly tell that “this is a dream and you can control it” called lucid dreams? While thinking so, Atrox always saw this recurring dream.
The dream was set in a basement somewhere. It wasn’t very large. It was about the size of a school classroom. And, in the dark room, a single woman was on her knees wholeheartedly offering her prayers.
The surroundings, from the walls, to the floor, and to the ceiling, were made entirely out of stone. That appearance was what lead Atrox to guess that the place was a basement.
The only sources of light were some candles, whose flame was gently burning.
The woman’s age seemed to be under twenty. He couldn’t think why she was praying, and in the next moment he woke up...

…a few days have passed after the dream and now Antrox is going on a fieldtrip with his school. They’re going to the militar base in California and he´s so exicted about it. He´s on the bus while he´s thinking about his dream. They all arrived and Antrax feel something strange in the man who was guidin their. The man looked like an old person with a lot of scares in his face, long white hair and very shining blue eyes.
They  become with the tour and the man with a strange appearance say that in the building is found a secret basement. Antrox remember the dream and now he has to know all about that basement.
 



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