water droplets //dnf//

day 6

~George POV

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I wake up in an odd place.

"hello?"

My voice echoes throughout the scene.

It's almost like an alleyway. All I see is pitch black and hard concrete beneath my body. I feel powerless as my bare feet drag across the hard floor.

It feels cold. But there's no air, no wind.

"hello?!"

I scream louder than before.

I stop in my tracks. Where am I? I squint in front of me to see nothing. I turn behind me, to see nothing, again. Just pitch black.

"dream? sapnap?"

Nobody is answering. Where the fuck am I?

I turn back around, and start to walk, slowly but, still walking.

"george.."

It's so faint. So faint. But I hear him.

"dream!"

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I turn around.

I'm met with flames.

Instead of pitch black, it's beaming yellows and reds. Fire lighting everything around me.

"dream!"

I feel the heat on my skin, burning through the delicate layers.

I try to compose myself but I lose it even more when I see him. He's in the flames. My breath hitches at the sight.

He's smiling. Not affected. The glowing gas isn't hurting him at all.

"dream! help!"

He stands still.

I blink. I blink again.

He's gone.

I start to run. Sprint. Right into the fire.

"clay! clay where the fuck are you?!"

My screams turn into tears as I sprint through the flames.

My skin is burning, red and brown marking my body as I make my way through the maze of fire for him. But he's nowhere.

It hurts.

Running through the burning universe for Dream. But he seemed fine. He looked happy.

But I still run. I run to find him. I know he's here.

My sprinting slows as the fire burns deeper than I can handle.

I fall to the blazing concrete. My skin burning at the touch. I almost give up. But I hear him.

"..george"

I blink. I blink again.

There he is.

I leap up, head first into the bright red flames circling Dream. I'm almost there. I have him in my grasp.

I'm reaching.

"dream-!"

I grab him but. My arms are empty.

It's all black again. Pitch black.

Until I blink.

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Another odd place. But this one. This wasn't scary.

I open my eyes to a field.
An unfamiliar acre of grass, accompanied with varying weeds and flowers. A field of blue petals. Scorpion Grasses. Dream told me about them before.