Nightmare (a Dream smp/ Passerine Fanfic)

Chapter 25 ~~ Part 1

 Ranboo awkwardly rested his head on the rolled-up bag acting as a pillow. The 'bed' was just as uncomfortable, a large wooden plank nailed into the wall with a towel covering it.

How long have we been staying here?

It had felt like months. In reality, it was a few days. Ranboo moaned as his arm slammed against the jagged wall, its edges as sharp as knives.

Who knew what troubles would appear tomorrow? Ranboo needed rest, and he knew it. He threw the thin blanket over himself again.

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Tubbo jumped out of his bed. What was that sound? He swerved his head around, looking for something in the darkness. Nothing. A small snore came from somebody.

Well, he was the lightest sleeper and sensitive to the smallest sounds. It was probably a rock falling or something. Tubbo tucked himself back in, already cold.

A few seconds later, Tubbo jumped up again. It sounded like something metal falling. A scuffling sound followed. Tubbo hastily lit a match then cautiously walked toward the sounds.

It was coming from the main part of the new base, which was half underground and half above. The oddly formed cave had welcomed the lost Syndicate into using it as a base.

"Hello?"

Tubbo waved the matchstick around, its flames flickering light into the room. There was no one, but-

"aaHH!" Tubbo made an odd movement and smashed into whatever he had bumped into. A lot of metal clattered against the ground, each one making awful screeching noises as they scraped against the stone floor.

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The light was out, but seconds later, a muffled noise lit it again. Ranboo picked himself up from the floor, shining the flame into Tubbo's face. "Uh..."

"Ranboo?" Tubbo yelped as another metal thing... It was a knife of all things... fell from a table and landed on the floor inches next to Tubbo. "Whu- What are you doing? In the middle of the night?"

Ranboo stared disbelievingly at his surroundings. Himself, the knives, the eerie cave, Tubbo...

"H- how did I get here?" Ranboo shook himself to wake up from the dream that was this world, but nothing happened. He just slowly stepped back, unbalanced.

"What are you doing?" Tubbo repeated. Having a closer look at where he was, he could see that all the weapons hung neatly on the walls were torn down, and Ranboo was surrounded by knives and swords he likely dropped. "With all these swords?" Tubbo added.

"I was just sleeping I don't know- what? I was in bed!"

"You were in- Ranboo, were you sleepwalking?" Ranboo had done this phenomenon once before, when he had first come to Tubbo's family. Nervous and injured, he had somehow managed to move without his mind getting up and completely knocked himself out on a sharp edge of the dining table. As the days passed and Ranboo had warmed up to Tubbo, he had never done it again.

Ranboo's silence confirmed Tubbo's thoughts. "With weapons?" Tubbo picked up a few daggers and lined them back to their places on the walls. "That's- that's dangerous!"

"Er..." Ranboo started to help sort the tools back to their spots. "I don't know what happened." He shuffled nervously. "Maybe we should just talk about this tomorrow."