A Lovely Mess

Day 22 Cont

Dreams eyes scanned the room, to his surprise George wasnt beside him neither was he perched in his arm chair reading, the bathroom door was wide open so he couldn't be in there.

Dream got up, quickly getting dressed before rushing out of the room and heading outside.

There seemed to be commotion by the gate, Dream made his way over still feeling rather tired and confused on George's whereabouts, among the crowd he tried to spot George. Yet it was to no avail, so instead he just joined the crowd hoping George was atleast with Bad or wilbur.

Dream pushed through the crowd, trying to distinguish the trembled yells.

"He- he got everyone killed- he got- he got him killed!" The voice yelled, Dream finally got to the front of the crowd, jaw dropping slightly seeing Karl holding a chain, Dreams eyes followed the chain seeing a muzzled and very turned and zombified Alex.

shit.

"That- that bastard- he got everyone fuck- Alex is dead! El rapids fell because of that- that freak" He choked, Dream followed to where Karl's finger pointed. Seeing George stood, looking terrified and panting, his rose and lip bloody and his eyes drawn out and scared, his shirt had been ripped off revealing the blotchy blue travelling his skin with the fungi sprouting.

He and Dream locked eyes, Dream mouthed an 'i love you' George blinked in response, a distant clouded look in his eyes.

"He deserves to die- he- he's just going to get you all killed too" Karl paused, glancing to the closed gates watching as they shook, groans rising from them, "can't you hear them, what he's caused? what he draws to him?" Karl choked, it was clear the man was acting out of rage, trauma and fear. Completely irrational.

Agreements and yells from the crowd rose, followed by the cocking of guns. George had began to cry, and at that point Dream broke, bursting into the circle infront of him, holding his arms out in a shielding manner.

"No- George didn't do anything! Karl's- He's lying!" He yelled, staring daggers at karl.

"If i'm lying- why is he- why is he blue!" Karl retorted, holding tight onto the chain linking to the muzzled Alex.

"HES JUST- HES SICK! BACTERIAL- HES NOT-" Dream choked, he himself didn't even know what to say, tears filling in his eyes. He felt a tug on his arm, a grip on his wrist.

He turned, eyes gazing down to George, who looked defeated.

"It's okay Dream" he smiled, brushing his thumb over Dreams skin.

"No George- it's not- it's not okay" He choked, holding back a sob despite the warm tears already falling down his cheeks.

"Let me go Dream, don't get yourself hurt because of me" George mumbled, planting a kiss on Dreams hand, giving the softest puppy dog eyes.

"No, we fight this together George." Dream shook his head, turning back to Karl and narrowing his eyes before glancing to the angry crowd.

"Have it your way- you two can't just kill dozens of people and expect to walk away like nothing happened." Karl scoffed raising his gun.

Dream grabbed George's hand hushing, holding his eyes shut tight.

Yet instead of firing, the sound of the main gate opening and yells were heard.

Dream opened his eyes seeing a horde of zombies charge in, his eyes glanced to the level for the hate, seeing sapnap offering a warm smile.

he mouthed 'i love you brother,' he ladder he was on was being pulled at from the bottom by the dead, it gave out and he fell, "SAP-" Dream cried out watching as Sapnap fell into the crowd of the dead.

He shook turning to George with wide eyes, "George- fuck- we can't- FUCK" He yelled.

"It's okay, Dream-" He hushed bringing his hand to dreams cheek, using his other to point out.

Dream turned to the direction George pointed, seeing around two dozen of the dead making a ring around the two protecting them.

George stood, grabbing dreams hand and nodding.

The two took off, a path made free by the dead, not a single living soul dared to try harm them due to the masses of dead, Dream and George ran and ran, the screams and cries of the place they left behind becoming more and more distant.

After about ten minutes, George's legs have oht and he fell to the floor, grazing his knees and palms.

"Shit- George are you okay-" Dream panted, rushing to George's aid.

"Mhm, tired. I'm okay" He wiped his hands down, as well as his eyes.

"Fuck- that was- fuck" Dream couldn't even comprehend the situation, a string of curses following.

George's expression changed to a frown as he focused on something in the distance.

Dream followed his gaze, seeing it, in the distance large masses of dark black smoke was rising rapidly from where Lmanberg was, Dream and George mutually froze.

"He's dead" Dream choked out.
"They're all dead." George paused, looking down to the gravel beneath them, "Bad, Sap, Karl, Tommy- all of them, they're all dead"
"We don't know that, Sapnap he- fuck- he mightve got out."
"Karl went mad, he- fuck" George choked pausing again, "He executed Wilbur when he defined me, right infront of tommy- fuck- it's all my fault" George finally broke, sobbing and clinging onto Dream, Dream hushed taking his hoodie off and pulling it over George's bare body, continuing to hush and hold him.

"It's okay- George it's not your- it's not your fault-" He didnt know what to say, in retrospect a large part of it was due to George, however he never did anything he didnt have to do. He could've approached it better sure, but the events of the today were caused mainly by Karl. Even if it was result of George's actions.

"We're okay, we're okay-" Dream repeated running his hand through George's hair, holding him tight.

"I'm a murderer Dream" He sobbed
"George- just, calm down a second- it's okay- well it's not okay, but you're okay. i'm okay, we're okay" He muttered, he was obviously panicked and struggling to find words.

"I know Tommy and Techno- they got out- i dont know about Bad- they fled after Wilbur was executed so did most families- they knew something bad was coming."
"George, right- look let's just find somewhere safe for how okay? Just in case anyone else escaped who isn't happy with us, okay, look, right- let's just go" Dreams stood pulling George up, holding him in a tight hug for some time, planting a kiss on his forehead.

The two of them fell silent during the walk, there wasn't much in Edmonton, it was cold that was for sure and Dream was certain it would start to snow again soon.

After an hour they came across a car, it took a while for it to start but they managed, Dream drove, it was silent for some time until George rested his head against the window and began to cry. Dream opened his mouth to speak, but didn't. He just kept driving, that was until he stopped the car seeing two familiar faces.

"Oh god." He grunted, reaching for his gun.