I once had a dream, it was a nightmare

Sam made a choice

Dream sat at the corner of his obsidian cube contemplating why he had even decided to make that deal, when there was nothing he would even gain from it, okay that was a fucking lie,  but there was one thing dream was sure of besides that and It was not the constant soft tick-tik-ticking of his porcelain clock or that his muscles aced and groaned or the shuffling of his hands and feet or the blood splattered floor and the thick trail he was leaving behind him, no it was not even the warmth he felt once he reached the lavas edge it was that he, Dream, Minecraft man hunt god, owner of the Dream SMP, and twice killer of Mr innit by now, deal or no deal, was done, you heard me right, absolutely and utterly done. As that was it , the last thing before he engulfed himself in the lava below him, filling the air with the pleasant scent of burning flesh.-

As any normal person at this moment would start to cry and scream, to scream for help, to scream for anyone, anything at that matter, that could help them, but this man.... OH!, This MAN you got it all wrong about, he didn't scream. Infact he didn't do anything at all. You see this man, he didn't even blink as his skin burned off his bones and his eyes melted in his sockets, he was silent as if he had done this all to many times, and you know what the worst part about it was, he had...

Dream tried to swim in lava

Sam looked up from his monitor at the message clicking his tongue in annoyance There was no way out, stupid iditot, all Dream was doing was causing unnecessary pain to him self and causing EXTRA work for him he sighed looking back at his monitor and switching to the security cameras waiting for the inmate to respon counting down the seconds until he would splash back down into his own dirty cauldron and realize that once again he had accomplished nothing. "3..... 2.... .1" but 1 never came, not for dream, as there was no splash of water, no cursing of the universe, and no crys of despair, as Sam looked in confusion blinking once, twice, before quickly standing up "what..." he muttered before the realizations set in Dream had to have escaped, "but how" Sam questioned, it was impossibe.... as Sam paused for a moment in total shock but then it hit him it didn't matter how Dream escaped, he could figure that out later, it just mattered that he didn't get any further. As Sam quickly slammed his hand down on the big red button beside him sending a signal which as pistons shuffled and groaned and Redstone glowed in the prisons walls which confirmed the signal to had reached it's destination.-

As with all this commotion one would have to wonder what did that signal really do? Well, to put is straight closed off all portals and exits while prohibiting any entrance, causing a total and utter lock down.

-"Well, let's see how far that runaway will get" Sam said chuckling at his work fully recovered from the initial shock of the whole predicament. I mean it was called Pandora vault for a reason, not even Dream can escape he thought grabbing his trident not even bothering to put on his armour As what was Dream going to do, hit him with a potato? and besides putting on armour takes too long he thought, as months and months of boring routines were finally getting to his head. Sam then stepped out of his office a cocky grin plastered on his face. All that was left now he figured as he spun his trident in his hand was, a game of cats and mice, and well he liked his odds.-

Well, Sam was right of course, as he usually always was but oh so very very wrong at the exact same time, and who knows maybe if he did actually understand he might have grabbed his armour and maybe even a few potions, or maybe he might have just quit at the spot....

Word count: 704 0-0 Shi- I need to step up my game...