SEDATEPHOBIA | Dream

XIV

"All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that's the tragedy of living." – T.L Martin, Dancing in the Dark

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*NICK'S POV*

Blinding lights made my eyes squint.

"...BLOCK THE DOOR!"

A loud ringing in the back of my head.

"OVER THERE!"

An overwhelming feeling of pain in my whole body.

"ELEANOR!"

And I jolt awake with a loud gasp.

Breathtaking pain immediately made my face scrunch up as I leaned over and before emptying my stomach.

"ELEANOR!"

The same rough voice from before screamed, making me look up and search for it's origin.

I watched as Dream and George pushed against the door of a building, obviously wanting to keep someone - more like something - out. My gaze wandered across to the room and to a girl trying her best to defend herself from a bunch of zombies.

Wait; zombies?

My eyes widened before I looked at my bare chest, only to see it bandaged and clean. I quickly scanned my surrounding, only to realize that we were in a hospital.
And that was the exact moment my memory returned.

"GEORGE RUN OVER AND HELP HER!"

My head whipped back to Eleanor before I quickly tried to stand up, only to fall back down from the immense pain in my chest.

I need to help them.

*ELEANOR'S POV*

FREAKIN HEAVY-

My lungs burned for air as George and me carried Nick through the city.

The city was full of zombies, which - of course - meant that the little noise we created had been heard by a few of them.

Dream was busy killing those few while me and George practically jogged with Nick to the hosptial.

The building wasn't hard to miss, seeing that was ridicously large and had bold letters labeling it, but reaching it was another story.

I felt like my feet were about to give out beneath me any second.

We quickly jogged through the entrance and I cringed at the loud screeching noises the group behind us made the moment we stepped our feet in.

More zombies in hospital gowns rushed through the doors of the different rooms, making my mind and body freeze for a moment before we quickened our pace.

"GET IN THERE!",
Dream urged us into a random room as he had a hard time fighting off zombies himself.

Fear and adrenaline cursed through my whole body as I watched the way the zombies clawed at the door and tried to push it out of it's hinges.

"GEORGE, HELP ME BLOCK THE DOOR!",
Dreams voice could be barely heard inbetween the other noises.

I quickly lay down Nick on the nearest table before grabbing the things I needed to treat his wound.

"GUYS! I STILL CAN'T FIND THE ALCOHOL!",
I screamed distressed.

"OVER THERE!"

I quickly looked at the direction they pointed at. Running over, I grabbed the bottle of alcohol before trying to turn around again.

Keyword; I tried.

A black and slimy hand reached through the shelve before grabbing my arm. I screamed before tripping over my own feet, trapping the zombies behind the shelve for a moment.

But they still wouldn't let go.

"ELEANOR! EVERYTHING ALRIGHT?"

"YEAH I'M FINE!"

I grabbed the nearest scalpel before cutting off the zombies hand. I gagged at the bad stench of rotten flesh before running back to Nick with a thuming heart.

My mind raced at the speed of light as I worked on Nicks chest with shaky hands.

Fresh blood stained my clothes and hands while tears started to glisten in my eyes.

I was scared.

"We'll make it."

A shaky breath escaped my lips the moment I was finished. Taking a few steps back, I froze at the sight of the zombies pushing off the shelve before all three of them ran up to me. A loud scream escaped my lips as I tripped over with one of them ontop of me.

"ELEANOR!"

Dream's voice nearly boomed the moment his eyes fell onto me. I quickly pushed it off me before standing up, trying my best to defend myself.

"GEORGE RUN OVER AND HELP HER!"

I quickly shot them a warning look, trying to tell them that they should stay at the door.

This is it.

I'm gonna die.

Tears fell down my eyes as pushed away one zombie, only to scream when feeling something grab my ankle and pull, making me fall onto my back.

I closed my eyes before shielding my face with my hands, getting ready for death.

"Duck."

The sound of something cutting through the air echoed above me before I felt something damp and heavy on my shirt.

I opened my eyes only to suck in a harsh breath at the unnerving sight of a chopped off head on my shirt. I quickly pushed it off and looked at my savior.

Nick just finished killing the last zombie before he threw his sword onto the floor. Grabbing the nearest wall for for support, he looked at me with a reassuring smile.

More tears fell from my eyes before I scrambled over to hug him tightly, muttering the words 'thank you' over and over again.

"H-Hey, it's fine.",
Nicks gentle voice made me pull back before I looked at him sternly.

"You should s-sit back down.",
I hiccuped between my words before helping him to sit down on the nearest table.

"Guys we still have a problem over here.",
Dream huffed out before letting out a grunt.

Oh yeah-

I flinched at the sound of the door breaking before Dream and George ran over, knowing that the door was as good as gone.

My legs shook beneath me as I looked at the big group of zombies walk through the door.

"I RAN OUT OF ARROWS!",
Dream quickly exclaimed before pulling out his heavy axe.

My face scrunched up at the sound of something whisteling through the air before an arrow impaled itself in one of the zombies head, making it fall down limply.

Didn't he jus-

" X_POGBOY AND HIS COMPANIONS TO YOUR RESCUE!"

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Tbc

Word count: 1028 words

hehehhehehehe...Barely edited; please point out typos.

See you next time my lovely PoTAEtoes ;)♥

22.08.2021