places | dreamnotfound

chapter 03

TW - blood, drugs

The lights were blinding.

Dream felt like he just stepped into a bright lighted football stadium.

He blinked a few times and it got better. He could slowly make out trees, grass, bushes and animals. All in all, it was very green. And very, very bright.
Dream looked around and was impressed. How is this possible? There's a whole world inside of my mirror.

Dream turned around, expecting to see some kind of mirror, but theres was nothing. Just a tree. No mirror. He started to panic and walked around the tree. How am I supposed to get back? I am stuck here. Then he sat down at the front and looked around. I should have thought this through. Am I stuck here now?

He started to get a weird feeling in his stomach, almost like someone was watching him. But when he looked around he saw no one.

Then he thought.
Maybe I am dreaming? Aren't you supposed to pinch yourself when you wanna wake up?

And thats what he did, he closed his eyes and pinched himself until his skin hurted. He opened his eyes again, but he was still in the forest. On the little clearing he landed on.

He felt the tears building up. Fuck, fuck, fuck. If George would be here he would know what to do.
Dream was just about to let the tears fall when he heard a noice, a rustle. In panic he looked around. Was there someone else? Probably a monster that was going to kill him, right here on the spot. It rustled again and Dream could make out the place it came from. A bush to his right.

The rustle got louder and Dream stood up, looking around for something to fight the thing with.

But what came out of the bush made him giggle.

It was a rabbit. Just a stupid rabbit. He almost shit his pants over a stupid rabbit. God I am so stupid. Monsters don't even exist. I should just search for a way out.

He began wandering around, searching for a path or something that would lead him to any kind of civilisation.
Something caught his eye, it was shimmering behind the trees and he walked towards it.
The woods opened up and he walked onto a ledge.
A lake! He stood now directly over it. Behind the lake was a mountainside. It was beautiful, almost picture or movie like. Dream enjoyed the view, it was so peaceful and he liked it. The view calmed him in some kind of way, almost like it was familiar.

Suddenly he also heard screams.It didn't sounded like they were in danger, more like they were having a lot of fun. Dream looked around, searching for the people.

He saw little dots in the water far away. That must be them. They were playing around and screaming. Maybe I should go them? They can probably tell me what this whole thing here is! And how I can leave this place.

Dream started to walk towards them, down a little hill, but back into the woods. He didn't liked it because here it was a lot darker then up on ledge, but it was his only way to the people.
After some time the way took a sharp turn to the right.
Thats not the right way. I need to go left to get to the people.
So Dream left the path and made his way through the woods. It was now completely silent, no screams and he didn't even heard any animals.
The weird feeling also was back and Dream started to walk faster. When a leave crackled behind him he lost it. He started running, like something was behind him. And maybe, no probably, something was behind him and followed him, just to kill him and to rip his organs out and eat them.
And suddenly, he couldn't run anymore, he couldn't stand, he just fell. Fell from the cliff.
He was so into the run that he didn't saw the wood lighten up again.

Dream fell for a couple of seconds, screaming until he collided with the ground and pain spread into ever part of his body and everything went dark.

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"Dream, come on. We need to hurry" George screamed from downstairs.

"Chill, we have time."

"No. We don't. My parents want to leave. Now. They need to catch there flight, but they need to bring us to the house first."

"You know, I could just drive us to the beach house. Then ur parents had no need to hurry." Dream said while packing his thing, slowly and totally not in a rush.

He heard footsteps, angry footsteps and he prepared for the worst. A angry George is not exactly fun.

George stepped into his room.
"You" he pointed at Dream " will not drive us " he pointed at the both of them" anywhere. You are fifteen and not allowed to drive. You have no license and your underaged. And " he spoke a little quieter " you are high."

Dream started to giggle. George was right. About an hour ago, they had a joint.
But while it made Dream completely relaxed and he stopped caring about basically anything, it somehow tensed up George. He was completely unrelaxed and angry too.

Dream stepped towards George and booped him on the nose, while saying " You are high too."

"Yeah. But I am taking this way better than you."

"No. Actually, from all the people I have ever smoked with, you took it the worst. I have never seen someone so unrelaxed after they just smokeda joint. "

"I- " George couldn't really say anything against it. Dream walked past him and then turned around "remember me to never smoke with u again."

"Dickhead" George said, now smiling.

"I love you too" Dream left the room, smiling a little too brightly.

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High was exactly the way Dream felt when he woke up. Even though he didn't really woke up. His mind was still fuzzy and so was his sight. And he felt like he was floating. Floating above everything. He heard people talking in the distance. But he couldn't make out where they were. Until he saw the trees and the stars moving past him.
The people where underneath him. They were carrying him.

Dream tried to move, but he couldn't. It was like he was paralysed. He couldn't even tilt his head and then he remembered. I fell down a cliff.
The people were right next to him but it still sounded like they were miles away. They must have given him something. Some kind of drug.

Suddenly the people stopped walking. Dream only realised it because the stars stopped moving. He was lowered and faces came into his view and all Dream wanted to do was scream. Their faces were completely disfigured and full of scars.

Oh God help me.