when Dream got to his destination, he figured out the wails were coming from inside the abandoned cobblestone tower. it was covered in vines and looked as if it were going to collapse if he breathed on it funny.
and a supposed child was in it? what kind of parenting-
okay so maybe he did lock his sister outside one time after she decided to play so late at night. but the point is: bad parenting.
he carefully entered and walked around the hazardous building, easily finding the way to the main source of the screams of a child, the floor creaking under his weight.
mans got that dumptruc-
but instead of seeing something horrifying imitating a child's cries or some weird mob
he saw a real child.
surrounded by mutilated bodies.
uhm.
it giggled when it saw him and Dream screamed. the child was now hiccuping and laughing hysterically. dream looked around, the stench of old bodies was easy to get used to for him, but he was still confused.
"okay. i was given a child. and like, no weapon. god, if you're actually listening... mamas i need a favorrrr!" he talked to himself while walking around and feeling the walls for some special item.
but nothing was discovered, and he turned to the child, who was sitting criss cross apple sauce, making airplane sounds.
he picked up the baby, not very good for a baby either. he had it under its arms, turning it around at every angle to inspect it. at one point he even had it upside down by one of its ankles (yaknow that one pic with like the guy who plays captain america and his kid? thats basically this)
he poked its chubby tummy and it giggled again, clapping its hands.
