"Hey, no, never," John caught himself yelling as he awoke from his sleepy dreaming.
John sat upright there in his bed, seeing the room as dark, knowing it was nearer the middle of the night. He turned to give a look at his lighted alarm clock and saw there the time, it being one O-clock in the morning. "Sheesh what a crazy dream!" John said aloud.
"Not so crazy, considering what you did to a man!" So said the voice of someone else there in that same room, someone seated off in a dark corner.
John reacted quickly and with one hand he switched on the bedside table lamp, and using his other hand he reached for that small item what made him a person dangerous to contend with.
As the light bulb then lit to lighting the bedroom, John saw a little man, a very thin as gaunt fellow, he seated, was sitting on the work desk where John had sat so often doing school work or writing of someone. "Huh, and who are you, where did you come from, and how then did you get into this house, as my bedroom?" John asked, he asking with a boldness, knowing that in another moment this foolish intruder would become as a watch dog for their, as his house, home, caring as doing as he was told from then on.
"Forget that magical trinket, such has no affect on those like me. As what I am, you see what has become of your guardian angel, I am Herman. I come from another dimension. I have the ability to be there and here, as following along with you, seeing as knowing of what you do. The reason for my looking so small and quite bedraggled is because of what you do, as continue doing using that trinket of black magic. You are slowly dooming yourself to being wholly damned by what you have done using that, that thing.
You might recall, when first having tried using the magic, down deep in your chest you felt odd, as if the deed had cut into your flesh and caused in you a sense of hurt. That hurst did hurt me as well since I could not dissuade you from toying, using that trinket what wheels magic in you dimension.
Yes, I did assert you to dreaming about what you have done to Kenneth, you know who I mean. You made of him to be as an organ of a kindly horse, as first he became the male genitals, and then he was merged into the anal aperture of the same horse. Where he is no being should need go, as it behooves all from coming close due to its use. Higher powers what created all gives to all bodies their parts, some being special in use, as what might look ugly is often graced with greater duty to the body it serves. As even you have as has something of similar use, as from the beginning when man first sinned came the need to expel bodily wastes, as therefore began the genital organ and the anal passage.
I am weakened by all of what you have done using magic in you dimension. Yet I come to you now, to inform as remind you to beware. Magic has its own ways of demeaning a soul and with it a mind. Use then magic to make your way through time and over people in your way, and someday soon you shall come to face another like you, someone more powerful, as they shall do you your just doom.
This is my one as only allowed try to dissuade of someone I cared for these many years. I am not allowed to appear in physical form again, although I shall remain at your right side through thick and thin times to come." Said a sad guardian Angel with the name of Herman.
John had just sat there on his bed while listening to Herman tell aloud of what he, John could remember so well of all he had done by the magic of that cute trinket.