This story begins as a recurring dream I had in which there are always things we remember and take away from our dreams, but when it feels like it's actually happening to us it's a place we sometimes don't want to leave, it's like a happy place for awhile until things start to get out of control and we sometimes feel stuck in not knowing what's going to happen next, it seems like a revolving door of Good vs. Evil, a spiritual battle within our minds that we cannot control, or can we? What's behind all this? Well such an occurrence has actually happened very recently, It cannot be explained, Messages from someone or something, that suddenly appear from nowhere that one has yet to figure out that revolving door of good and evil and behind it all were called "The Wicked Ones."