The Good Dream

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"Did I dream when you were here? I don't know I was too focused on our daylight hours. I never wanted to sleep in those days. And now here I am again. Never wanting to sleep. Not until I find you. Not until I live in the good dream again. Not until you're back."

— Saint Germain

The Good Dream is the sixth episode of the third season, and the 18th episode overall, of Netflix's original series, Castlevania.

Synopsis[]

Lenore continues to spend time with Hector, slowly earning his trust. Saint Germain experiences a telling nightmare about the Infinite Corridor.

Plot[]

Carmilla's Castle[]

Lenore visits Hector at his cell. The latter now has clothes and, according to Lenore, looks almost human. Perfect to go on a walk, but before Hector can leave his cell, he must wear a collar, which he reluctantly agrees to.

In the castle's courtyard, the pair are enjoying their stroll despite the cold and lack of sunlight. One of their conversations leads to Carmilla's treatment of Hector during the war. And although Hector is still resentful, he must admit that Carmilla's intentions were not to kill him. Carmilla might have a temper, but she's logical. She never lets it run away with her to the point of condemning the entire human race to death, unlike Dracula. Moreover, Hector is still alive because he listened to Carmilla and saved him from his former master's foolish plans.

Nearby, Striga and Carmilla are listening in to the duo's conversation. Striga disagrees with Carmilla's treatment of Hector; however, she points out that it would be impossible for Lenore to build him up if she hadn't broken him. But even if Lenore convinces Hector to make the night creatures, there's still the issue where they will get fresh bodies without reducing their feeding stock to nothing.

Lenore brings Hector back inside, but instead of leading him to his cell, she brings him to a new one. His new prison quarter has a sheet and a pillow. But most importantly, a desk with a book about vampire magic. Slowly but surely, Hector begins to fall for Lenore's charms.

Lindenfeld[]

Trevor and Sypha are in bed together, discussing Saint Germain. Even though Trevor doesn't trust him, he admits that his first impression of the aristocrat was wrong. Saint Germain is a sad but confident man who desperately needs a friend. The duo decide to help Saint Germain in his quest. Underneath their window, a monk edges an ominous symbol on the wall.

Meanwhile, Saint Germain is having a terrible nightmare. The aristocrat is falling into an endless pit with vibrant colors and lightning splashing all around him. He lands on the ground, and a high-pitched sound covers the dimension he's in when suddenly, the savanna grasslands appear before him, as well as a giant mechanical creature. As quickly as it came, it vanished. More dimensions start to pop up. Images of space ships and the Australian outback come into vision. Another aspect opens up with a woman standing at the center. Saint Germain stretches out his hand for the woman to take. However, she denies it and throws him a crystal instead. Saint Germain wakes up from his nightmare and starts to write in his diary.

Somewhere outside of Genoa[]

Isaac is sitting near a campfire surrounded by night creatures. He wants to speak with the creature who can talk well, the one with the eyes, the one he made in Genoa, Flyseyes. Isaac wants to know if the creature remembers his life before Flyseyes went to Hell. He does. He was a scholar, a philosopher from Athens, during the time the empire ruled the country. However, the Christians ruled philosophy to be a crime. To be a philosopher was a sin. And as such, Flyseyes was hunted. But that isn't why he was in Hell. He lied for his life in a church before a judge. He gave up others so that he may live. He became a sinner, and they killed him anyway. During his time in Hell, Flyseyes learned something about sin. He learned to like it. A look of remorse appears to form on Isaac's face.

Cast[]

Quotes[]

– Lenore: Mm. It's a lovely night, don't you think?

– Hector: It's a bloody chilly night. It was warmer in my cell.

– Lenore: That's because we channel waste heat around the castle with pipes.

– Hector: Really? Even to the cells?

– Lenore: I keep telling you. We're not monsters.

– Hector: Dracula's castle moved heat around with pipes. Is that vampire magic?

– Lenore: Actually, just science. Centuries old. The thing is, Hector, humans forget things and vampires don't. You have a lot to learn.

– Carmilla: What's she saying about me?

– Striga: Lenore is saying you're a mean, nasty woman.

– Carmilla: Cheeky little tart. Is it working?

– Striga: Seem to be. Wait. Now he's complaining again about you. And how you beat the *** out of him.

– Carmilla: Oh, for God's sake.

– Striga: In hindsight, beating the *** out of him does seem like a miscalculation, since your scheme apparently won't work without him.

– Carmilla: He needed to be cowed. Lenore would have had nothing to work with if he was still a happy idiot.

– Striga: We do need the idiot, Carmilla.

– Carmilla: I know, I know.

– Trevor: Did we fall out of our story into someone else's story... again?

– Sypha: Silly. It's all our story.

– Saint Germain: Never wanting to sleep. Not until I find you. Not until I live in the good dream again. Not until you're back.

– Isaac: (stares into the campfire and has a bite to eat.) Where is the one who can talk well? The one with the eyes? I made you in Genoa.

– Flyseyes: (stands up and approaches Isaac) You mean... me?

– Isaac: I do. Sit with me a moment. (tucks his grub into his robes as Flyseyes sits down.)

– Flyseyes: What do you wish?

– Isaac: I was curious. The night is long and I've been given much to think about of late. May I ask a question of you?

– Flyseyes: Of course.

– Isaac: Do you remember who you were? Before you went to hell.

– Flyseyes: (hesitantly) I... almost do. It's like...

– Flyseyes: I remember how it was to dream, and to remember moments of the dream, but never the entire play. Do you see?

– Isaac: I do. What do you remember?

– Flyseyes: I was a scholar.

– Isaac: Really?

– Flyseyes: I was. In a place called Athens. I think it was a long time ago.

– Isaac: What did you study?

– Flyseyes: I was a philosopher.

– Isaac: And this was a thing that sent you to Hell?

– Flyseyes: I lived as a man during a time when the empire that ruled Athens changed its religion and laws.

– Flyseyes: I believed philosophy to be the study of the systems of the world and our purpose in it.

– Flyseyes: And yet discussion of the nature of the divine became a crime.

– Isaac: (frowning) Who declared this a crime?

– Flyseyes: Christians. To be a philosopher was a sin. And one important Christian was heard to say that the people should hunt down sinners and drive them into salvation, as a hunter drives its prey into traps.

– Isaac: To think about God would surely not be a sin in God's eyes.

– Flyseyes: Perhaps. And yet... here I am.

– Isaac: And perhaps you have not told me all of your dream.

– Flyseyes: (coldly) I was betrayed, Forgemaster. I was hunted. I was tortured. I lied for my life... in a church, before a judge.

– Flyseyes: I gave up others so that I may live. I became a sinner.

– Isaac: And?

– Flyseyes: And they killed me anyway. I woke up in Hell... because this world is insane. And... I learned something about sin.

– Isaac: (his eyes glisten inquisitively) What did you learn?

– Flyseyes: (leans closer) I learned... to like it. (leans a little more. His face is partially off-screen.)

– Flyseyes: Yet here I am, back on the surface of the Earth... strong and free, in a world where thinking is considered something that should be tortured and murdered. Thank you for my second life. I intend to use it well and make wonderful new dreams of it. (His fellow night creatures growl. Isaac boldly looks at Flyseyes with a poker face.)

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Trivia[]

The page of Saint Germain's journal shown in closeup prominently features a section of the common filler text known as Lorem ipsum near the center of the frame.