Six
It had been three months since leaving Andersonville and in that time I had acquired as much as I could about Hazel Hudson and whom I believed to have been my former life.
As excited as I was to have all this information my heart longed to go back to North Dakota it's beautiful farming town as well as see my friends again.
Austin had become extremely anxious to get back and I had to keep reassuring him we would be returning soon and had already planned my flight back for the next morning .
As I prepared for what might be my final night in Boston I reexamined everything to make sure I had left nothing out of place so that the owners wouldn't have a reason to either charge me more or get really upset.
That night I once again had a dream memory which I had come to call them where my crew was chasing down this humongus gray scaly type creature one that I had never seen before but at the same time looked way to familiar for some reason.
Graham, Rustic , Austin and I were not far behind it and though we were brave we were also had a sense of fear as to what it might do to us.
"You would think that baracade the Mayor had built would have some kind of stability right? " I said as we followed after.
"Sure but I also think they may have found reasons to cut corners or to secure what extra expenses that would have gone into it." Graham of course was more focused than I because he had become all to accustomed to the creatures coming into the city.
Finally securing it against a brick wall we launched our arrows straight toward it's heart hoping to at least injure it in some way. Yes and no was the answer cause it seemed a little disoriented and eventually fell at our feet.
But the downside was it didn't last for long so as quickly as we could we tied it up and carefully loaded it onto the back of a near by wagon . Graham then went in search of a horse to help us pull it the rest of the way to the local lodge.
Our friends there would help us secure it's imprisonment. " I hope Andrea saw how the wall came down cause I wouldn't wanna be blamed for something we clearly had nothing to do with."
"Don't worry she trusts you and I'm sure she's already on the case to capture the idiots who put it up.
"Let's pray you're right" , Graham nodded and after making it to the lodge we had our usual pint of apple cider and walnuts while Austin had his bird seed and Rustic his usual steak that the owner always made sure to keep in case we stopped in.
Waking up from that one I was breathing heavily again more this time than when I first arrived in Andersonville. Having a sudden craving for Apple Cider now I called down to the room service and ordered a mug before leaving.
This flight was going to be more exhausting than when I first got here.
Dreams can be so crazy. Trying to make sense of them is often exhausting, indeed. I just wish there was a way to replay our dreams; to study them more, and reach some conclusion. Oh well. I guess we ain't there yet. Enjoying your telling. Happy Holidays and write on.... 
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