Strangest dreams lastnight, it was short though. To set the stage. I had drawn the sigil of King Paimon on an index card, I been trying to open it for an hour, sady if I did. Nothing happened. Well I slipped the index card with the sigil under my pillow to sleep.
I dreamed of a black sky, the stars zipping around leaving trails for a moment. Patterns alien to me.
Then the second dream.
I’m at a grassy field, there is a small red brick road off to the right of me, and in the middle of the road closest to me is an old rusted bell.
Like this but had symbols, and writing on it, and was told it was very powerful, and felt the energy. But woke up shortly after picking it up trying to study it.