P.K. looked to Hatter for a moment before slowly nodding. "Alright, if you think that's best. It is my domain so I should be just fine." She said before looking to kicks. "Perhaps it be faster if you staid here as well while I go in, it might prove faster." She said before turning to Omac. "Alright, I doubt you can go to sleep on command but that shouldn't be a problem close your eyes, I'll probably see you in your dreams so try not to startle yourself awake." She said.
Normally it could take up to two hours for Omac to fall asleep, but with the closing of his eyelids he fell into darkness. The next thing he saw was a dream illusion with a flying unicorn screaming about cough medicine. Omac would go right into the dream sequence because of "Rem rebound," which is where the user doesn't get enough deep sleep and is a form of recovery. Omac was floating in the middle of nowhere about to fall deep into a nightmare as the unicorn's horn caught on fire. "AH!" Omac screamed out forgetting that he's dreaming!
P.K. appeared after opening a portal. She was floating upside down taking in Omac's strange dream before she swam through the air and garbed his arm and pulled herself up right... or what she assumed to be up right. "Stay close I'll keep us out of the night mares but we have to get deeper into your mind." She told him.
"There," Omac pointed to a door floating past the now two-headed unicorn. The unicorn flew forward before Omac pulled out a bottle of sanizer throwing it at it's fiery horn putting it out immediately. The beast exploded into glitter before transforming into a golden apple, falling into the dark abyss below. "How deep do we need to venture? I have some creepy things in my head, I'm worried for what you'll see. This is just my racing thoughts... this is nothing compared to him.
P.K. raised an eye brow, it was a good thing he could control his own dreams to an extent. "If it gets to much for you then I can go in alone." She said. "But we'll have to go as deep as we can, until we find your memories, they might be floating around here somewhere but I would think they are deeper in." She said. "Don't worry about me though, he can't be as bad a a forgotten." She told him before swimming towards the door and opening it.
Inside the door was a black void with a dangerous chuckling throughout it's canvas. "I-I-I... I'm scared," Omac said trembled digging his buttery paws into P.K.'s back. "I need to keep distracted, what's a forgotten? I don't know how much it compares to him, but if you insist," he let go a little to give her some breathing room before pushing his legs back to push into the door way.
P.K. glanced back at Omac as he trembled. "Just stick close to me and you'll be alright." she said with a frown. "Unless you really want to stay out there, I can go on." But he pushed in so she quickly went after him. P.K. moved her hand and a small bubble formed around them before seeming to glow softly as they moved on. "A forgotten isn't just limited to one dream and they can make you forget things... and turn those things into more forgotten... they fester like wounds and they feed off of realities Hate and hopelessness.." she said quietly peering around in the darkness.
After moving forward in the darkness in silence with only a limited light source, Omac finally broke the tension. He had been quiet in fear for the past few minutes. "They sound scary... How do you suppose we make our way to my memories? Isn't that where we need to go?" he started to feel cold and dizzy like he does before he falls in a dream so he squeezed on tighter, "Thank you for doing this," he smiled, "Are we close?"
P.K. glanced at him. "Any time Omac, your my friend." she said patting his hand before looking foreword. "hum, I've never tried to go directly to someone's memory." She admitted. "Normally I'll see bits and piece's floating around in their actual dreams but sometimes they are hard to tell apart." she said. "But my guess is that we are getting deeper, that much I can tell." she said before she paused in her movement and looked around. "Hum... okay now try to remember, think hard about what we are trying to find." she said. "It should make us locate the memory faster." at least she hopped.
Closing his eyes, which wouldn't have any effect, to concentrate on the memory of the past night. A small bubble shinned out of the darkness with images flowing throughout it. Upon opening his eyes he started to remember what really happened. "P.K..." he started, "I think I did something bad," he pulled away from her a little daring to fall into the darkness below. "Do we have to go in?"
P.K. looked at Omac for a moment, worried. If his memory did show... that he did this... what were they going to do? She took in a deep breath. "If you don't want to Omac... we can go back... but you might have to run for the rest of your life..." she told him. "If we go in then we know what happened... and maybe how to fix it..."
He nodded pushing forward as they drew closer to the bubble, as it grew bigger and bigger the nearer they got. Eventually, they got so close they entered it. Inside was the same park they were at earlier with a bunch of kids running around the memory Omac was dragged to the spot he would later wake up. The man with the pan did some screaming about how Omac was drunk and left. He had only hit him to get him away from his own kids. That's when an enraged Omac... fell asleep. The real Omac wanted to do flips, "Does this mean I'm innocent?"
"Well it certainly doesn't look as if you kidnapped anyone." she replied. "So the question is... who did and why are they framing you?"
Omac's face went cold, "I know who it is... Take us back.. NOW!" he began before turning into a screaming fit.
P.K. blinked watching Omac for a moment before she waved her hand in front of his face just to catch his attention enough to snap her fingers and wake him up. Once he vanished she'd open another portal and step out as he started to get up. "Who do you think did it then Omac?" she asked crossing her arms and standing next to Hatter.
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