Actions and Consequences

location

They arrived at a locked gate where Clay put in a password, allowing access to the new land. They drove down a big and winding path until arriving at a series of warehouses. 

George and Clay stepped out of the car but George stayed still. Clay started to speak "what are you doing-" Clay paused as he realized he never learned the brunet's name. George picked up on it "George, I'm George." 

"What are you doing then, George?" 

"Oh, I was just staying still so you could tie my hands together or something." 

Clay was still being impressed more and more by this mans calmness through all these events but he wasn't complaining. "No you don't need that you've been complying for a reason I don't know but either way I don't care."

"Alright, anyways just lead the way to where I need to be." 

Clay led George through the warehouse and its many staircases and hallways before coming to a stop at a huge office door. Clay put his hand on the padlock before putting in a code, allowing himself in. 

George's heart sped up a bit at the realization that this man was the infamous Dream. 

Well, he didn't know for sure but could only guess because of the letters d-r-e-a-m going along the side of the door. But either way, George stayed emotionless and showed no reaction. 

They both entered the room and it was a big office. There was a huge wooden desk with a chair on one side (which was for Clay) and 2 on the opposing end. But to the side there was a door and George could only guess that that's where he'd be. 

He was right. George followed Clay to the door and just like the Tesla, it was tinted. You could see in and not out. 

The room beyond the door wasn't as much of a cell as he thought. It was closer to a shitty hotel room. There was a decent sized bed with sheets and 2 windows. There was a desk with some paper and pencils, assuming you could draw, and a bookshelf full of books that anyone interested in reading would want to get their hands on. 

George was sat staring and thinking about how life has now changed but his thoughts were interrupted by the blonde male behind him. 

"Now normally you would be locked in here all day and night not leaving under any circumstances but since you are complying well and honestly don't give a fuck you can roam here and my office and I will take you to he other buildings for things like meals." 

Hey, maybe this wasn't going to be as bad as George thought. 

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Yay! Another chapter pog!

This story has been very fun to write so far and my thought process is going along well even though most of it is done in my algebra class or at 00:15. Anyways. 

Love you

-dramatic