Sleep Paralysis | Rainbow Quest Fanfic

3 ;; Arguments

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"Sabre, what are you doing here?" A familiar voice called out. It was Orange. As I pulled myself up from my position, it was dark outside. The sky was black, and there were even blacker clouds that covered the stars and moon. The flowers that surrounded me looked like they were all dying, even though that had not made much sense. In fact, the whole flower field.. All of the flowers were dying. What the hell..? They were all.. withered.

I looked around for Orange Steve, and found him standing in front of me. "I was worried about you, are you okay?" He asked, but something was off was his voice... It sounded so lifeless, like the emotion was all drained out. Something felt horribly off about.. all of it. The air wasn't right, the mood was wrong, and it just felt like there was this.. static raging in the back of my mind. This empty static that screamed at me. It was so loud and unbearable, I didn't not what to think. I just winced a bit at the noise.

"I'm sorry Orange, I just... I don't know really, I'm just.. tired." I finally admitted with a sigh. I usually hadn't admitted much, but there were moments where I just.. broke down and vented it all out. I would vent to my friends, or through an object. For the most part, I had kept it all bottled up. I know that's something everyone always tells you not do to, but I can't help it. It's just how I cope. You can't expect me to go and cry to my friends every day every moment about every wrong thing to get pity off them and think I'll get better. That's not how it works. "I'm just so tired right now, and I guess the orange villagers just- They made it so loud, and I.. I couldn't take it."

"You're such a disappointment." He suddenly stated, voice cold and empty. My heart ached for a moment, as I breathed in shakily. So that's what this all was...

"I know." I narrowed my eyes at the figure in front of me. Their lifeless eyes were locked right onto mine, seeing right through the walls I worked so hard to build. They saw through it all. The sad thing was, I realized what this was now. A dream of the sorts. It's sad how a representation of Orange Steve in my mind can see through me better than the real one can. Then again, this is all just in my head, so of course it should know all the things that I feel. My heart felt heavy, this wasn't it.

"Why am I here? In this dreamland..." I looked to the fake Orange Steve, who still remained almost emotionless.

"You tell me, Sabre." Their voice had been so cold. It so strange, hearing such an unfamiliar tone in a familiar voice. Though, none it was real. "This is your dream, so why are you here? Now? There's something that keeps you up at night, but you still haven't figured it out." They grimaced, before walking away. They seemed to almost disappear into nothing, and it was just me. Just me and the flowers. The horribly withered flowers. Perhaps they meant something, but I cared not.

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A drop on my head. Then another. More and more, as I felt the wet cold drip down my skin. It had begun raining, as I opened my eyes. The soft pitter patter, as I slowly adjusted. I was still in the flower field, but the flowers were all still alive unlike in my dream. Beautiful, golden flowers in contrast to a dark, blackened sky. It was strange and yet.. beautiful. The strange contrast, two opposites blending in an almost artistic way. Thunder rumbled softly in the distance, as the rain began to pick up. Drizzling, and soaking the fabric of my clothing. I had not been bothered, as I rubbed my eyes under my bandanna. If anything, it was only a slight bother.

I was just sat there for a long time. Maybe it had been hours, but I only turned when I heard the soft crunching of leaves. I saw Orange Steve coming out of the forest. The real Orange, not some fake dream illusion my mind created to cope and self degrade me. However, from what I could see from that expression on his face.. he was not amused. He looked annoyed, upset even. Had I been missing for a while? How long had it been?