PrinceDementia

Prince Dementia slept soundly in his bed until a flash of light crept through his eyelids. It awoke him and nothing but the night greeted him. The windows were gloriously shaded and the light shone in through them like a beacon of gloom from the moon. Prince Dementia became disenchanted by the circumstance and attempted to fall back asleep. Then his name was yelled into his face by the tiny, petite Peg the Faerie. When the name of his was called out by the unbeknownst voice he flew into a panic, let out a feminine holler, and pulled the blankets over his startled, pale, and stiff body. By this time Catherine had reached her pistol and was po

Victor returned to the fork in the hallway where he’d made his decision to turn left from the prison. This time he chose the other path. He had made the deduction that this would lead him to the other guardian the faerie Peg told him of. The first minion he did combat with tested his ingenuity and raw power, as well as adaptability. What the next challenge was that awaited him Victor could only speculate on. As he walked the marble and stone walk he contemplated this, all the while being on his utmost guard against the horrors this wicked castle had been known to deal out to him. The corridor ended and a large gate blocked his path. It