The next actions happened so fast I can only describe them as a blur. And with the spinning in my head from the trip, I am still unsure. First Herod's eyes opened, next his right hand went under his pillow and he pulled out a gun, pointed it at me and went through the actions of pulling the trigger time and again. The failing action of his gun served only to infuriate him more. Soon there were two more men in the room with us.
"I don't know what makes me angrier, the fact he is in my room or how he could have gotten past you two!" He screamed.
The two men didn't attempt to say anything. They simply seized me by the arms and proceeded to forcibly remove me from the room.
"When you're ready to know what your wolf dream is about, call me," I said quickly.
"Wait!" He said.
They released me and stood by the door.
"I'm waiting," He said, prompting a response from me.
Then as if I knew how to interpret dreams all along, I began to interpret his dream.
"The wolf in your dream is you, and the desert represents the mission you have set upon. The fact that you cannot find anything to eat and that you are incredibly uneasy by your surroundings means you will not achieve your goal," I started.
"How do you know these things?" He interrupted.