Operation: Merciless

Chapter Nine | Moving

~George's P.O.V~

It hurt to finally be told he was a prisoner just like all the others, he knew he was, but at the same time he didn't.

The door of his room opened revealing Dream, neither George nor Dream said a word. George watched as Dream brought in the stand, memories rushing back to George, he really did it now.

"You know the drill," Dream spoke with no emotion, like he put a wall around himself.

George nodded his head, leaving his bed and walking over to the stand, he allowed The Dreamer to take hold of his limbs, locking in the restraints. "Stay still," Dream spoke before finding his vein.

Dream poked George, attaching the I.V to his arm before pushing it back against the restraints. The restraints re-adjusted, cutting into his skin. George held back any noise, unwilling to give his discomfort away.

When Dream left the room, George let his head fall, the tears followed. George loved Dream, and that would never change, as much as George wished it would.

George didn't know how privileged he was until his limbs started to ache, stuck in the same position.

George, frustrated and upset, pulled on his restraints, allowing them to cut deeper into his skin. There was only so much damage George could do to his legs, but to his arms he could twist and turn to cut deeper.

The line was crossed when George started messing with his IV, the speakers bustled to life, it had been so long since he had to listen to the monotone voice of Dream speaking into the speakers. "404A, if you don't stop messing with your I.V, I am going to knock you cold!"

When Dream called George his given numbers, he knew he was nothing to Dreamer anymore. They were like strangers, as if he just arrived in the facility, even though he's been in it for years.

George didn't even try to rebel, in too much pain to give a care, too much wrong.

George let his body go limp, no longer willing to keep himself up straight, lucky for the restraints he wouldn't fall, that's for sure.

George guessed Sapnap was already dead, not like he could talk to The Dreamer anymore. George finally let his physical and mental exhaustion kick in.

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When George woke up, Dreamer was back in his room messing around with things. He turned to me, "It's time to go."

"Sapnap! We can't leave him!" George yelled with a sudden burst of energy, Dreamer shook his head.

"I told you, only you and I are leaving this facility!" Dreamer yelled, upset that he brought up the "enemy's" name.

"Says you!" George tugged on his restraints, cutting deeper into his skin. Dreamer approached him, injecting him with a liquid.

George continued to struggle until he lost the ability to, falling limp, he was loopy.

Dreamer released the restraints, catching George. He cuffed George, leaning him against the bed and detaching his I.V from the machine. Dreamer removed the ankle cuff before dragging the sleepy George through the halls.