A late arrival

My heart dropped as I listened intently to the loud sounds. I started walking toward the Factum Class, the strongest and most powerful class. Each step I took , my heart pounded stronger and stronger in my chest. I knew, logically that there was no way that someone like Earl had gotten in, I just had no idea what or who to expect.
As I walked closer to what I thought was the source of the sound, I started to also hear a very faint voice in between each loud boom. I stopped for a moment to really listen and decide whether I needed a more powerful object than the ice wand that I was still carrying. As I stood there listening, my husband's breathing started to get labored. I turned to him and asked, "are you okay my love?"
"Yeah, this is just a lot to take in, should I go get the sword that's hanging on the wall next to my side of the bed, I feel like I need some weapon or something." He looked around in dismay and his eyes seem to give away how scared he really was.
"you have a point," I said "Why don't you go back through the door and get the sword, or even my BB gun I think would help. Just say the words: Credindo Vides and think the word "open" in your mind."
"Credindo Vides? isn't that the phrase you used to open the door? " he asked, trying to lighten the mood.
"Yes, that phrase has many uses, of which I will explain later. now go." he turned away to leave.
"wait, " I said, "I love you."
He looked back at me, smiled, nodded his head, blew me a kiss,  and turned back towards the direction of the once blue door.
I watched him for just a moment longer and turned back towards the sound and the very quiet voice. Truth be told, I didn't think the sword would do any good against whatever I would be facing. I just thought I'd take advantage of the situation and have Bob get out of harms way. I knew that I was the one that was better trained at handling these situations. This was what I had been trained for, memory or no memory. I hoped whatever it was I was purposely trying to find, my muscle memory would take over.
As I continued forward toward the sound,  I held the ice wand in a defence position close to my body. I listened to each boom echoing throughout the room, trying to make my footsteps as quiet as possible. The quiet voice was the thing that intrigued me the most. I couldn't figure out what it sounded like, but for some reason, I wasn't scared. It might have been the fact that my glass ring gave no hint of danger or it might have been that as I listened more intently to the voice, in between the loud booms, I thought I heard a child's laugh.
I rounded the next corner of shelves into the Animale Class. Suddenly the loud booms stopped. All was quiet and still as if nothing had ever happened. The tomb-like silence made my heart beat even faster in my chest. I took a breath and tried to reach deep within myself for the answer that I knew was on the tip of my tongue. I stood there for a moment longer with my eyes closed trying to go back into my lost memories. In an instant I felt myself awaken the ice wand as I opened my eyes and a small bouncing ball of light was coming toward my face.  I lightly touched the ball with the tip of the wand, it scattered like breaking glass as it hit the floor. A child's laugh was all I heard next.
Moments later, several more balls of light came from out of the darkness. I scattered each one easily and heard the laugh each time I did. The balls of light became frozen in mid air for a milli-second, then fell to the ground and shattered. Just when I thought the barrage of bouncing balls had stopped coming, I turned around and watched as each of the balls that I had just destroyed , glow and return to their previous shape. They came at me again.
"okay," I thought "let's take a different approach. what story are these balls of light from?"
It had been such a long time since I had been in this section, that I couldn't recall right away what I knew about the tale. My muscle memory took over as I searched my brain for the story that I would help me...
"okay,think" I told myself
The seven balls of light kept coming, and each time I would freeze and shatter one of them it would re-create itself and then gain momentum. Each time they reformed they changed their color they went from bright white to a pigment of blue.
As they changed, I thought they looked like the same color that my ring would glow to warn me of danger. "That's it!"I screamed as  I shattered the seventh ball for the eighth time.
I quickly laid down the ice wand at my feet and prepared for the next round of re-created light balls to attack. It didn't take long. I refocused my thoughts on a memory that I had resting in the back of my mind. I could see in my mind, The ring on my finger glowed blue again , but this time it was a different color of blue, the color was darker,  powerful and full. I took my stance as the balls of light attacked again, easily taking out each one in turn. As the balls lay shattered on the floor, I swung my ring hand around, palm up, and concentrated my thoughts on bringing the balls to me. The balls melted into an electric pool of blue plasma with the occasional electric bolt splitting the surface. The pool became a liquid floating mass as I willed it to return to me. My open palm glowed blue as the electric shape slowly dissolved into my glass ring and disappeared.
I heard a door echoing thoughout the hall and thought that it must be Bob coming back through the entrance door. Behind me, I heard the laugh again. The laugh sounded like a young child at play, and very friendly. As I turned a saw a small creature move into the shadow and up one of the shelfs.
"Aurelia! you have come for me?"
"Aurelia," I thought, "who's Aurelia?" "Yes, I have come to see if you want to play. I do so enjoy playing." I tried to sound confident as I talked to the creature that, in the shadows, looked like a purple chipmunk.
It laughed again and jumped to a shelf that was closer to my height. "oh joy, my dreamcatcher has come back to play."
"Dreamcatcher," I thought, "then he must be talking about me, why is it calling me Aurelia?" 
"yes, I have now come into the light so I can see ...my friend better." I only hoped that I was right to use the word friend. I turned my back and went to pick up the ice wand from where I had put it on the floor. As I turned around to face the shelf again, I came face to face with what can only be decribed as a dark purple, furry, squirrel. The only difference was it's eyes were more like a cats eyes, on the front instead of on the sides, and it's stomach was colored with patches of green and brown.
"I miss my Aurelia! Why you stay away so long and lock me in here? I thought we were having a fun time, are you still mad at me?"

Spector Class

"What the...?" Bob muttered.

As I held the wand in my hand I could feel a chill climb up my arm. I forced the feeling to retreat as I realized that I might need to explain the Spector I was holding.

"This was the wand from a book called "Victoria's Ice Pick", written in 1901. The soon-to-be queen in the story was given the blessing and curse of being able to use this wand to turn whomever or whatever she wanted into ice by the King of a beautiful kingdom, rich in magic. As long as she stayed away from the King's son, Aramis, this wand would work according to her every command, but if she even mentioned his name the wand would turn against her. The book became a bit of an obsession for some. The main character was Queen Victoria's namesake, and since her funeral was in 1901 people started to entertain themselves by fantasizing this story to be about the real Queen."  I stopped talking as Bob's eyes began to glaze over. I had forgotten how much I really did enjoy losing myself in the stories behind the objects.

"You still with me?" I questioned 

"Yeah, I'm fine love. This is just a lot to take in. The door itself is like something out of a

dream. Can you...can you just slap me please. Just to make sure I'm not dreaming. This place is too spectacular to not to be a dream." My husband slowly turned in circles as he looked around the room. "This place is a techno fiction come to life!"

I let out a sigh and gently took his hands and led him to a sitting position on the floor. "Okay, let me slow down." I whispered "But, you are on the right track. These things, in this area are part of the Spector class of Artifacts, are indeed, techno fiction brought to life. Each are created by a book or another form of fiction and brought to life by belief. Belief that is pure,simple and very very powerful."  

My husband gave a look of understanding and nodded his head as he said, "I'm listening."

I stood up, taking the Spector Ice Wand in my hand. I began to worry whether I could remember why I was chosen to be the "Dream Catcher" in the first place. I had nothing to worry about. I took the wand in my hand and, like old muscles waking from atrophy, felt the chill run through my body. This time, I didn't fight it. The resentment and bitterness grew until they threatened to consume me ; it took all my strength to keep my consciousness in control.

"Watch." I took the wand in my hand and turned toward one of the blank screens on the opposite side of the wall, I touched it lightly with the tip of the wand. Slowly, very slowly, the screen started to freeze. The screen turned light blue, then crystal clear, then as I focused the power of the wand, the screen split and cracked until it finally splintered into a thousand frozen pieces.

"Whoa" Bob murmured. "That was incredible!"

"Victoria was able to use this wand to turn anything into ice. The ice, when melted, could help to bring water to her Desert kingdom. She loved Aramis,but she wanted to help her Kingdom. The thought of being alone without the man she loved eventually made her decide not to take the King's deal.  That is until the King captured Victoria's father and promised to turn him into ice if she didn't take his "generous suggestion." Eventually her fear of the losing her father won out and she took the King's deal, but decided never to use the wand. Since Victoria could never be with her true love, she took to secretly watching him as he moved about the castle. The King found out, and flew into a jealous rage. He sent his spies to catch her in the act and capture her.  Startled, she flung out the wand and aimed it at her captors. Aramis, seeing his love in trouble, had sprung to her aid moments before. He lunged into the direct path of the wand's power, dropping to the floor a perfectly preserved iceman. The shocked silence that followed was shattered by the queen's screams. Victoria ran, pushing past her stunned assailants, Aramis' name trailing behind her in painful waves of anguish. She lived out her days in hiding, angry, bitter, and alone. The wand took its promised toll, slowly turning her heart and soul hard as ice.Victoria's kingdom soon became known as...”

Mid-breath, a huge crash echoed throughout the hall. Bob stood up from the floor and looked at me, "Is that supposed to happen?" 
"um, no. Let's..." gripping the ice wand tighter in my hand, "go check it out. It sounded like it came from the entrance door." 
I tilted my head toward the sound and said, "Follow me." 
As quietly as we could we started to jog toward the once blue door. I listened with my ear on the door for about a minute. When we heard the sound again, I turned around as I realized that the sound was not coming from the other side of the door but from inside the room.