Mike had not been sleeping well of late his dream always turned into the same thing probably some sort of vision about the future but what wasn’t really making much sense to him not that they ever really did till after the fact.
There were dreams about death he though not as they usually appeared to him, typically in his dreams death was personified as a rather hot Goth chick which he had only learned back with that whole thing with Hades was a personification of death.
This was something else inky black darkness threatening to consume of light and life and each time he had the dream it got closer.
His dad was out of town dealing with the aftermath of Morgan Le Fey’s death and was smiling a rather lot. It was kind of creeping him out not to see him with his usual brooding look that he had had for centuries apparently at least if the portraits didn’t lie.
After talking to his mom about it for a bit and looking through some of his dad’s library in Gotham he decided a change of location might help. Either to find out what he might be dreaming about or better yet a way to sleep through the night and not have the damn dream.
He gave Sindella a call to see if it would be ok to look through the library at Shadowcrest before droving over there on a motorcycle.
He had to admit to being a bit surprised as to see the little study group in the library when he walked inside.
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