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George's POV

Dream cleans up some of the blood on his clothes, as I still stand, stunned, and wide eyed. A million thoughts are going through my head. What do we do now. Does the headquarters already know about this? Are we going to be taken by the guild? We need to escape. That guy at the desk was a witness.

But dreams already walking out of the building when I come to my senses, waving his hand in a 'follow' motion. And so we walk out of the putrid smelling building.

"What now" I ask, as I subconsciously put the bottle of pills in my hand into my pocket.

He still continues walking, not making eye contact with me once. There's a short breeze and I watch how it carries his dirty blind hair, almost getting mesmerized.

"We turn in these wrist bands, that's what." He clicks the inside of his left wrist, and his arms grow heavy and colorful as the bands turn physical.

How much money could that get us, probably 300-500$ what would we do with that money anyways, what does dream even do with all the money he gets for his renowned killing.

"And you're not worried about that kid or the guild finding their sister building wiped out and won't come after us?" He shrugs his shoulders.

"The guild can't hurt me worse then they already have." I return the remark with a questioning look which he ignores.

And into the city we go. I continue to follow dream as we get some looks from other people, and they look away. Fear. The building blocks to the society.

We make it to one of the smaller turn in places where we're greeted again but a man maybe in his early 20s. He greets us.

"HELLLLLLLLOOOOOOO!!!! How can I help you two" he was very.... hyper, very enthusiastic about his job too. Dream speaks with the attendant while I study the man. I look at his name tag. "Zak, 21 years old"

Guild attendees are interesting.

Zak calls for a "Daryl" to bring us 375$ and I wait patients beside dream for the money to come.

The sun starts setting, though shines bright in my eyes and I have to raise a hand to block out the light. When I return my gaze to Zak and notice the Daryl figure coming into view with a stack of cash.

He stumbles a bit when he sees dream, almost dropping the pile, but again who wouldn't when faced with the top killer.

But there seems to be a deeper connection, as I notice dreams body tense a bit aswell. He hands Zak the money and scurries back to another room.

Zak hands the money to dream. "Come again soon!!"

My face contorts into a look of disgust, 'come again soon' how can people encourage others to kill each other, the though makes me sick.

We walk off, away from the are and into a smaller alley way. "So what do you do with the money. I know you don't spend it, just look at your clothes. You could probably be a billionaire by now." He scoffs. "You'll see" and we sit down and play sticks to pass the time.

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I jolt awake as I shiver from the cold. The moon is high in the sky and I'm alone, no sign of dream anywhere. And I panic for a moment.

I take a few deep breaths an try to think. He would never let himself get captured... hm. And then I figure it out. He told that kid to meet him in the alley way behind the tavern, I'll start there.

I have no belongings so just stand up and start walking. As I get closer I hear voices. I peep my head around a corner and see dream with the young boy, Toby talking, it seemed like I had missed the beginning of their conversation.

Even if, I eavesdrop on their conversation.

Dream pulls the money we had gotten earlier out of his pocket. He hands it to the kid who looks at it in shock. "Bring this back to your family, I remember what you said, back at the facility, I wish you safe travels.

The boy nods his head a glint of admiration in his eyes and dream turns his back.

But then a louder voice can be heard. "TUBBO WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH HIM." Everyone turns around to see a kid probably the same age as Toby running at dream with a knife.

"TOMMY WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" the boy says as the new "tommy" figure charges at dream.

Dream easily takes his scythe and blocks it.

I still am in the shadows, unsure of what to do next. Tommy still tried hacking and slashing at dream but to no avail. He slumps to his knees while Toby watches the scene play out.

"Tubbo how could you.... sneak out without me.... and not to mention meet with him. Do you know how mad brother or Phil would be if they found out" Tommy says, head still slumped, though hatred blazing in his eyes. "Of all people Tubbo, I would've least expected YOU to be speaking to DREAM."

Toby shows Tommy the money. "He gave us this, I'm grateful." Tommy's rage seems to just have been sparked more by the action. "What if it's a trap, you don't just accept money from strangers, nonetheless, dream."

"Tommy why did you follow me" Tommy freezes. "I was worried, if you got killed then what would I do with myself."

Caught up in their family discussion, dream had slipped away but I don't notice where, until I feel a hand in my shoulder. I jump slightly, turning around to see him.

"Hey." He says "hey" I respond. "Let's go back" and so we walk away. I want to ask him why he gave the kids the money, but he didn't seem to be in the mood so I held my tongue.

Suddenly a blue screen lit up the sky. The leaderboard, it's midnight.

I studied the hologram. Dream is still number one. He noticed this and though one would usually feel triumphant, I could tell that he didn't feel that in the slightest. He emanated more of a vibe that he was disappointed and unhappy.

And this compelled me to comfort him, I did something that I'd never done before.

I grab his hand, his fingerless gloves' leather against my hand. He looks at me as he feels the gesture.

And for the first time since we've met, he lifts up half of his mask and smiles. And I smile back, feeling butterflies fluttering in my stomach from the happiness I felt.

And so we walked hand in hand into a new day as we awaited to see what new adventure we would come across in the future.

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