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Dry Boy had a dream that night and as clear as the breathe of the air, he remembered it. Just as it is easy to breathe it was easy to remember that dream for it was a message from the eternal Creator. Again, Dry Boy was in the same open field as the last dream and as the last dream the sky was covered in clouds and it roared, it whaled, and it growled as if it was hunting. Six lightning bolts pierced the earth and dug beneath the dirt of the earth and the earth pulsed with light that spread out to the trees and so likewise the trees lit up. At the last lightning bolt, it pulsed once and as the light passed through the grass and dirt and trees, as it passed all was dead except for Dry Boy. Slowly the grass appeared to rip itself from the dirt and crumple together to make the shape of a pony and from the dead trees poured out blood and the blood slithered like snakes to come and bite the shape of the pony, but when they bit into the shape, the grass scattered all over the ground and blood splattered all over the surrounding grass, thus everything was stained because the splatter of blood was very great,  it even reached to the trees and also to the tips of Dry Boy's ears. The small droplets that landed on the tips of his hears became into larger streams that crawled it's way into his ears and when it was in his ears he heard a voice.

"Where is the warrior now? Behold, he is dead, brutally slaughtered and mutilated, his fur is burned off and his mane is shaved. He was once a glorified Stallion, but now he's a soft and helpless little girl who cannot find her parents. He is like a hen running around with it's head sliced off, looking  for her children but finding only death. The search for life will only lead to death, what you once brought forth is now dead, and you only dwell in death by the name of death and for the glory of death because of death. Even though you say to yourself 'I live' you shall remain in death. Thus let the fourth of the six curses be instability and the fourth of the six judgments be an open grave to the unclean."

Dry Boy woke up, and being scared by the dream he hurried to his drug and smoked to calm himself down. Finally, he felt something from the dreams. Remembering the shape of the grass in the dream made him remember a memory of seeing a dead body in Hoofghanistan, but seeing it splatter everywhere reminded him of what happened to that dead body. Being high, he was able to convince himself that it was only the splatter of blood that scared him and the snakes, though in reality the dream was able to make his PTSD jump again. Dry Boy felt his nerves calm down, his twitch ceased to control his movement and his thoughts did not bother him as much. He sat by the window and peered out, fighting beams of the lifted sun. Mariam and Chocolaty Goodness closed the gap between them and began hugging while sleeping, while Dry Boy contemplated on how he was going to forget about that dream and move on with the rest of the day. That spot at the window would become Dry Boy's spot in the morning, he just sat there smoking and meditating. He stared out into the beauty of nature and felt as if he became one with it, like he shared a commonality with it all. The smell coming from Dry Boy was able to wake Chocolaty Goodness up and he got up and went to converse with Dry Boy about even more things of the teachings of Ra Malak. He taught him that experiencing extreme levels of spiritual realms through the power of the brain was obtainable by the usage of other and a more expansive array of drugs. Drugs paired with rhythms. Mariam was awake and able to hear what Chocolaty Goodness was teaching him, but for some reason she was troubled at heart and she did not know why. She even had a feeling in her heart of kicking them both out of her house, but she dared not to think that again. Instead she got up and went to go open the store early.

Chocolaty Goodness took the free time to text his girlfriend and all of her friends, the old friends from high school, and invited them all to come to Mariam's house for the night as if he was inviting them all to jump into the coffin with them. Chocolaty Goodness told Dry Boy about the messages and told him that they needed to prepare things. First to anoint the bedroom with perfume, change the bed sheets to romantic colors like red, pink, and purple, get a lot of scented candles, and also different kinds of clothing like loosely-fit pajamas but also snug undergarments. Together they went out to collect them all, but first they went to Chocolaty's house to meditate. At his house, Chocolaty taught Dry Boy various meditating positions, he taught him how to stare into a mandala for a complete hour, and he taught him all the various drugs used to achieve higher spiritual experiences. Chocolaty also planned on using these drugs for that night, but the drugs were saved for the night and at that moment they only did the moderate forms of meditation. Dry Boy was well pleased by all these things. With Chocolaty Goodness' money, they went out to buy all the things they needed, Chocolaty's girlfriend already had perfume and bed sheets and she already had Chocolaty Goodness' clothes. Dry Boy didn't know what was gonna happen that night, and he wasn't all that excited. The night was going to be a night of lewdness and sexual immorality with unnatural affections. Perverseness dwelt among them together, something like a flaming passion that drove them to be like animals, and they went out searching for materials do build their nests and their dens and their holes. They bought black tightly fit boxers for Dry Boy, and blue loosely-fit pajamas that still made his rear look big. They also went to Chocolaty Goodness' girlfriend's house to pick up the bed sheets, but she came with them instead because she had most of the things, perfume, candles, and even her own revealing clothes.

Chocolaty Goodness and Dry Boy went back to the pub along with Tracey Stickles, Chocolaty's girlfriend. The day was filled with business, Mariam was taking orders and making food quickly as she could to satisfy the pony folk, back and forth she was making poutine like a machine, and filling large glasses with cider to the brim, spilling a lot of the fuzz from the cider. She stopped a few seconds to look at the bag they were carrying, but quickly shook her head to continue working. The three went upstairs to prepare everything, they closed the curtains swept the floor, changed the bed sheets, lit and placed the candles in appropriate places and turned off the lights. In front of them both, Dry Boy changed into his clothing, he had his tight boxers while his pajamas hung just underneath is glutes. The two others being tempted by Dry Boy's flaunting began to play with him early. Mariam, downstairs, finally had a moment where there were no more ponies to serve and she had a tendency of a curiosity to go up stairs and see what they had purchased but to also say hello to Tracey. Upon opening the door to her own room, she found everything changed, her bed sheets changed, candles everywhere and a romantic scent, all the clothes she had lying around were thrown into her closet, but also she found Tracey making out with Dry Boy and Chocolaty rubbing his face all over Dry Boy's back side and kissing it also. Seeing this, Mariam didn't know how to react. She had a mix of emotions, being tempted with lust but also a raging jealousy in her heart. Dry Boy was supposed to be her boyfriend and her boy toy, but he was slowly starting to be forcefully shared by a spiritual force of rebellion. Tracey and her boyfriend immediately stopped when the door was opened and they blushed immensely.

Night came, and the store closed but two other mares came, dressed in harlot's clothing. At first Dry Boy thought they were real hired prostitutes, until he recognized that they were Glaceylin and Ra-Hashamel, the two other girls from high school. There were many other mares that Dry Boy provided service to in high school who were also part of their little slumber group, but they did not show up, because their lives were changed to better things. They still did with what they had, they had a messy slumber party. Tracey brought the heavy drugs Chocolaty talked about for higher levels of spirituality, and when Dry Boy was peer pressured into taking them, he let himself go and some sort of other being took control of him, another being named Papa Bear, and that's what they all called him for the rest of the night, except for Mariam. Instability had a high toll on Dry Boy's psychological balance. Sounds became deeper, he began to hear added music to the music that was already playing, he began to hear moaning of other mares that were not just of the mares that were there, and Dry Boy's perception felt a bit disoriented, colors started to change and his sense of touch felt a lot more pleasurable, especially when he was rubbed against and squeezed in his sweet spots. Music played and eventually they got the entire room to fill up with fume because of all the weed they smoked. At a moment they all got extremely and lavishly aroused that Dry Boy brought his toy out, but since his cloaking spell was a Marriage spell, he couldn't have uncloaked himself. They still managed to find ways on how they could use it on him and on him only, and Dry Boy was surrounded by mares and a stallion who all sexually contacted each other, but still managed to keep Dry Boy at the center of it all, they embraced him from all sides and found ways on how they could lay with him and on top of him comfortably. They kissed him endlessly, and licked him all over, and they had the most perverted cuddling that night such that as was not since they were in high school. Dry Boy had long broken his promise that his first kiss would be from his wife.