Onward in Underdark…
Month 1, Day 3, Hour 9
I awoke from a dream. Maybe it was a nightmare because I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone or thing was watching me. Almost spying on me.
As I awoke and sleep began to clear, I noticed a dark figure searching my belongings. They didn’t sight me as I slipped out of my bed and towards them. Suddenly she lurched, a dagger glinting in my direction. I had no time to react I just slashed out seizing her hand twisting so it reverted to her and into her chest. It didn’t take a moment before she was dead collapsing onto the floor.
It’s not easy taking a life, but I actually do not regret my actions. I killed her because if I hadn’t she would have. I’m sure after she searched and found whatever she was looking for she would surely have turned on me, in my asleep. Not exactly honourable.
Actually the young handmaid that burst into my room informed me that many people had been assassinated in their sleep. Why me? Am I so important to be "assassinated"? Surely not! Yet I can’t help but wonder if this has anything to do with the invading dream…