What a nightmare

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A/N- Wow I really am trash at updating sorry guyssss ):

TW: THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE (I guess) AND GORE 

YN POV

I woke up, instantly feeling cold, I didn't know where I was, the last thing I remember was falling into unconsciousness at the hands of Dream. I was in an unknown place, no knowing if my friends were ok, and alone. The last one hurt me, from I very young age I was afraid of being alone, off not knowing if people cared, off dying alone, in a cold place, in the middle of nowhere. I pushed those thoughts away and looked around, taking in my surroundings, I was in a small ice cold stone room, with no windows and the only light was a lamp lit by a single brightly glowing candle, hanging in the corner. The door looked heavy and made out of iron, it was old and rusty, and it looked like it hasn't been open in hundreds of years. The ceiling was lower than in most rooms I've ever seen, moss seeped through the gaps in the stone, giving it a deadly and poisonous look. I sat up with great difficulty and groaned as pain shot through my body, I leaned against the wall looking at the door. Suddenly I heard footsteps echoing through the dungeons, every step they got closer to my door. A shadow appeared at the door, and it creaked open revealing Dream, he looked me up and down, I looked at what I was wearing. My worn out and torn L'manberg suit. Dried blood covered most of it. 'Nice to see your awake' he said, not moving from the door. I didn't answer, I looked away. Looking anywhere but him, I didn't want to, the sooner he went away the better. He sighed and placed a plate of food in the corner. He closed the door with such a loud bang, that a winced, the sound ringing in my ears. I didn't touch the plate of food, he brought me. I was too worried, about my friends, my future and most importantly where I was, I knew that these chambers where once used in the first battle, where acid would flood from the cracks in the walls and fill the room with it, up to the ankle, and you would die, a slow and painful death, as the acid would burn your skin, you would plead for death, but the acid didn't kill you until you drank it. That was the horror, to release yourself from the pain, you must take your own life.

They haven't been used in years, and the acid, deactivated. 

Later in the evening, the door opened for the second time, and a figure, shorter than Dream came in, a worried and sorry expression plastered on his face, I breathed out sharply as  saw who it was, tears of anger and sadness jumped to my eyes, and were threatening to spill. 'Go away' I said, my voice shacking. 'Just let us talk -' Eret started. 'No, get the fuck out, I don't want to see you' I said. 'Y/N' Eret started. 'I'm not going to repeat myself' I said coldly. With that, he took my untouched plate of food and left. As soon as his footsteps left my zone of hearing, I let out a tear, then another and another. I curled into a little ball and sobbed, sobbed until it hurt to breathe, because that's how hurt I was. After a while I fell asleep, and in my dreams, my happiness came back, I was no longer in pain. I wanted this feeling to last forever.

A/N-  HOW WAS THIS CHAPTER?????, I JUST GOT THIS IDEA IN A DREAM TBH, SO ITS STUPID, BUUUUTTTTT, i think its cool.....?