Wizeman couldn't let anyone see him like this. This, was an absolute disgrace…

Him… As a Visitor…

He couldn't let anyone know the truth.

Quietly, the deity looked outside of his chambers, peeking out with his new visitor eyes to assure himself no one was around. Squinting, he cursed under his breath for not acquiring his mobile eyes; at least that would have been slightly more convenient…

Silently, he managed to escape the clutches of nightmare and sighed. He knew this was a terrible risk. However, it was the up-most importance that he was not seen. Being seen in this form would cause controversy… And that was a deadly thing on it's own.

Oh well. A little more work to do when this lucid spell wore off. Nothing he couldn't handle.

But…

What to do for five days…

He had the sudden realization that he had no ideas as to how to occupy himself while he took this little.. "Vacation."

Well, he could always torment visitors. That was a start. Productive, too.

So with that, he huffed and walked over to the center of the Dream gate, debating on which door to take…