Breezeblocks

Chapter 4

Break down, now weep, build up breakfast
Now let's eat, my love, my love, love, love (La la la la)

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George had been laying on the cold stone floor for a unknown amount of time.

It felt like forever

He shivered, goosebumps covering his unclothed upper half. He was glad for once Dream had applied the bandages very tightly, it kept his midsection and wrist from getting cold.

The rest of his upper body was being harshly nipped at by the cold. He cuddled into his short sleeve shirt but it didn't do much.

To top it off George's stomach hurt more than one way, It'd been so long since he ate and his throat was parched.

He'd thought more than once about attempted to crawl into his attackers comfortable looking bed but fear crept through George everytime he thought of Dream coming back and noticing George in his bed.

He'd pulled and bit at the twine until his arms and fingers hurt from struggling.

After George had given up on attempting to escape and searching his neck for a tracker decided focus on attempted to warm up.

A door creaked in the distance

George lifted his head up in the noises general direction, listening to what sounded like two pairs of feet heading towards him.

It wasn't Dream or Techno

He didn't know these people

A bit of hope trickled down his freezing spine as a older looking avian with shoulder length blonde hair and a striped hat entered the room that George was being held prisoner in.

The man who followed him was giant. The tall man wore a beanie over his uncombed brown hair, he looked like someone had hit him with a truck.

The avian had two black wings sprouting from his back but it didn't look like he could fly.

There were holes in his shirt and jacket that allowed his wings to sit comfortably outside in the open, but his left wing looked like someone had grabbed and twisted it to a point of no return.

It didn't sit comfortably at his side like the other, it jut out awkwardly and several feathers looked like they were missing.

It literally looked as if someone tried to twist the wing in a full circle.

A pang of uncontrollable pity flushed through George's freezing body, but it quickly left as the two walked right past him as if he wasn't there.

George let out a small noise but quickly shut himself up. He quickly came to the conclusion that these people weren't here to save him.

"Phil" The exhausted looking giant whined quietly

They disappeared behind the other poorly built wooden divider that led deeper into the cave.

George heard several incoherent whispers from the other room before another pair of another drafty breeze and a few familiar voices from the other direction caught his attention.

"I hope this works, I just want him to die as soon as possible. The longer he's alive the more dangerous he becomes." Dream confidently replied to whatever Techno had said

"Thank you, I'll get going." Techno raised what looked to be a dead rabbit in his hand to Dream approvingly before turning around to leave.

A cry of frustration emitted from the other room followed by a uncomfortable silence.