"He's GONE, he's DEAD." Dead dream/ghost dream story

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3rd Person POV

Dream stepped into the train, and it started to move. Where was he going? It didn't matter.

What mattered is that he was free from that prison paradise.

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Tubbo POV
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I still just can't believe that Dream is dead. It feels like it's impossible, yet he just got buried 1 month ago.

It's crazy how much time passes by when we're mourning.

Ranboo and Tommy have tried to help comfort me, but it's no use.

All that matters now is who dreams murderer is. I'm going to find them, and I'm going to kill them.

Well, not kill them. But I'm definitely going to hurt them.

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Sam 3rd POV
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Sam was walking around, not really doing anything. To be honest, he was lost. He really didn't know what to do.

Dream was dead, his funeral was 1 month ago and everyone on the server just seemed.. depressed.

It was heartbreaking to see everyone so.. broken. But I mean, who could blame them? Sam knew that everyone was going to be in a depressed state, but he never thought it would be this bad.

He seriously needed to try and get people together because everyone was honestly just drifting apart.

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Tommy POV
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I'm walking down the prime path right now. I've decided to visit Dreams grave. I've felt like it's finally been long enough. I mean, yeah he was a dick but he's human.

Most people on my place would never forgive him, but he's been through a ton. Plus he literally died.

I just feel like I need to get things off my chest and visit his grave.

I walked up to the graveyard and saw the giant statue of Dream. Damn, that thing was tall.

I started to walk over to his grave, when I saw somebody I've never recognized standing over it.

"Who the fuck are you?" I asked the mysterious figure as I grabbed my sword.

They turned around. "Tommy?"

Oh my god.

It was Dream.

I dropped my sword. "D-Dream? Is that you?" I asked in a hushed whisper.

He nodded. "Hi, Tommy."

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