Welcome to The End || dreamnotfound

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Welcome to chapter 3
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Possible triggers: swearing, blood mentions, mature jokes/content, smoking/cigarettes, weapons
(These will be the triggers I'll put at the beginning of each chapter, one of them could occur so read with caution)
Enjoy :)

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"Karl! We're home!" Sapnap called out once the doors were locked. He sat his bag on the kitchen island.

Karl slowly made his was down the stairs, leaning on the wall for support, "hey, please tell me you guys found pain-killers. I swear I'm dying here." He groaned, stumbling towards his lover.

"Hey darlin'" Sap mumbled, kissing his boyfriends forehead, "George said he found some."

"Yeah, here.." George handed Karl the white bottle and a water. Karl thanked him and downed two and drank the water.

"Lemme take a look" Dream said, throwing his bag on the beat up couch.

"Sure thing, Doc."

Karl pulled himself on top of the island, wincing, "give it to me straight, Doc. How's it lookin'?"

"You're healing just fine, keep of it dumbass. I'm gonna give you a bandage change, try not to move." Dream reached in the cabinet below the island and pulled out a medical kit.

"Roll your pants up a bit more..that's good" Dream began unwrapping the old, semi-bloody bandages- being as careful as possible as not to hurt Karl or irritate the wound anymore.

"Hey George, can you get me some scissors?," George hummed and dug in his bag, "Sap, mind putting what you found in the cabinets?"

"Yeah.." Sapnap mumbled.

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It's been about a week. Karl's all healed up and walking- today he's a bit sore because of his boyfriend if you know what I mean...

Anyway-

The four of them hadn't really had anything to do. It's been quite. I little too quite if you ask Dream.

George would just tell him he's a bit paranoid, Dream would agree and try to shake the feeling off- but it would never go away completely.

...

BOOM

"What the fuck was that?!" George exclaimed as he stood up, the light above him started to swing.

"George! Go get Karl and Sapnap- NOW-!" Dream yelled, grabbing his gun.

George ran up the stairs as Dream ran to the window. He pulled back the curtain and peeked, "holy fuck-"

BOOM

"What the fuck is going on?!" Sapnap yelled, as he ran down the stairs, Karl and George right behind him.

"Get your bags, pack as much shit as you can. Grab your gun, knives- EVERYTHING-"

"Dream! What the hell was that?" George yelled, grabbing his bag and running to the cabinets and began stuffing as much of the food as he could.

"We gotta go. Now." Dream ran and grabbed his things, grabbing the meds and kit.

"What- why?" Karl asked, grabbing his bag as well.

"It's not safe here, dead. Everywhere."

"Where the hell are we supposed to go? We haven't seen people in months. Nice people." Karl said, a worried look on his face.

"Hurry up. We gotta go before the figure out we're here." Dream said, pulling his bag over his shoulders.

They each had their guns out, ready. They headed for the back door as the dead started to be heard.

"Fuck.." Sapnap mumbled, following the group.

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"Where do we go?" George whispered to Dream, walking beside him.

"Honestly, I don't know. I mean..I haven't heard from anyone in months. Do you think the're..?"

"I don't like to think about. I hope they're okay.."

"Yeah..me too."

George bumped against him, "they'll be ok." He mumbled, mostly to himself.

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Sorry this ones short. I didnt really have any ideas for this one.

So- requests? Ideas? Criticisms? :D

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Chapter ||03|| was finished on July, 26, 2021

Word count: 620