A Puppet's Strings (On Hiatus)

(Alfred's dream)

Alfred's POV

'This place... Where am I?'

That was the thought that entered my head, I looked around and noticed a lot of what appears to be Tomes, potions, and I just noticed that I'm restrained onto a chair.

Alfred: *struggles* Where am I? This isn't my home.

The place also appeared to be messy all over the place, while I was questioning where I was a figure walked in with garments that represent...

Alfred: A witch?

I unconsciously said that when I saw the individual, The "witch" then walked right in front of me.

I could see that this person is a female, but I can't help but question: Why is this lady dressed up as a witch?

In response as if she read my mind, she answered in a voice that is filled with wisdom and something else...

The "Witch": There is no doubt about it, I am a witch.

What the heck is she talking about? She then walked around me as if stalking her prey.

The "Witch": I think you are perfect for my plans, Alfred

Alfred: What do you mean by pla- wait a minute, how do you know my name?

The "Witch": I know everything about you, your sister, and the tragic place you used to live in.

Whoever this lady is, she is making me uncomfortable just by being in her presence.

Alfred: Just who are you and how do you know me?

The "Witch": Those questions will be answered later, I'll see you sooner or later Alfred.

This individual then walked up to the wooden desk, picking up one of the tomes.

The "Witch": You should wake up now, We will see each other soon... *giggles*

She then opened the tome and casted a spell on me that caused severe pain in my head, it felt like I was having a migraine.

Alfred: Ahhhh!! Please make it stop!

My mind was going blank, I thought this was a dream but it felt too real to be a nightmare.

The "Witch" giggled like she was enjoying my suffering, I can tell she is sadistic down to the bone.

(Real world)

Alfred: *gasps*

I woke up with a horrible headache, I think that was the worst nightmare I ever had.

Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I thought about what she meant by seeing me soon.

Soon I was able to steady my breathing and eventually calm myself down, but that question still lingers in my head.

Alfred: What time is it?

I got out of bed and approached the window. I pulled the curtains away to show me that it's still raining and it's still dark out.

Alfred: What does she mean by "perfect for her plans?" Just thinking about that is making chills go down my spine.

I then had a idea that would probably get me in trouble, I'll go to the woods and try to confront her. But it's still storming out there so I have to prepare myself for the inevitable.

*timeskip brought to you by Alfred dressing himself up*

After 4 minutes of equipping my storm gear and checking if everything is fine, I think it's time for the confrontation.