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Cross jerked awake with a start, blinking away the layer of dust on his face. Around the room, he could hear several groans and confused murmurs, some familiar and some not. His head spun with fatigue and wooziness as he clumsily wiped off the powder caked on his face, coughing at the dryness in his throat.

Something in his lap moved, just as groggily as Cross. It took him a long moment to realize that it was Killer. They blinked at each other, confused. "..wh-" Killer dissolved into a fit of coughing, his voice scratchy when it was over. "What happened?" Cross shrugged.

Next to them, a large black mass of goop stirred. Nightmare's glowing teal eyelight appeared, fuzzy and unfocused. His goop rippled, spiking and shifting, as he sat up, a hand on his head as he tried to blink away the sleepiness. His tentacles shivered, 'waking up' as well, all four of them sticking straight out as Nightmare stretched. He rubbed his eye, his brow furrowed, taking in the room.

Dust floated through the air, the room dark and quiet. A small pile of three little lumps sat on the floor, unmoving, through Nightmare could clearly sense a faint, faint trace of life in them. Odd. Directly next to the lumps, a larger shape lay partially curled around them. It looked feathery. The longer Nightmare stared, the more he recognized it to be a person. The pile of feathers was shivering, twitching every now and then, each time sprinkling clouds of dust into the air, the small particles swirling and settling randomly.

On the couch-- and it took an embarrassing amount of time to figure out it was the couch-- three more large shapes were shifting. Horror was the most easily recognizable, his large form standing out amongst the other smaller two. He shifted and muttered something incoherent, and the movement had one of the smaller lumps shooting up, purple magic erupting from it. Dust stood unblinkingly for a long moment, stiff as a board, before collapsing back onto Horror. This awoke Horror, and he opened his eyes for the first time in a while.

Horror huffed, wheezing at the taste of dust in his mouth, and the last lump moved, the rim of a straw hat a tell-tell sign of who it was. Farmer coughed, hoarse and dehydrated, his dusty face twisted in a grimace. He spat out a glob of muddy spit, wiping his mouth with a shiver. The air continued to swirl, the disturbed dust flying like little wingless insects.

Overhead, a whirring noise started, drawing their attention to the hammock where Error was waking as well. His glitches buzzed around him, gaining speed the closer he got to consciousness. Nightmare eased a tentacle up, lightly nudging the hammock. Error's hand came over the side, waving fruitlessly to get him to stop, and Nightmare backed down. Error was awake.

Finally, the feather pile moved, the last of the group to wake. The feathers, revealing themselves to be attached to wings, rustled like leaves as the wings stretched wide and hard. The owner, a young looking skeleton with a scarf tossed over their head like a hood, stuck their arms out, groaning as their back popped. They relaxed after a second, and their wings shook slightly before closing, a few feathers fluttering free. They opened their eyes, and immediately, a black wall of glitches popped over their face as the unnamed skeleton was startled. The neon-bright edges fizzled, yellow and cyan blocks of code lining the small glitchy mask thing.

White shapes lit up the glitches, a pair of oval-ish circles forming beneath a set of lines. It was clear that it was meant to be a face the instant that the outline of a 'nose' formed. The glowing eyes blinked, a simple black dot appearing in the right one, an eyelight most likely, and the strange face cover fizzled again. Despite the obvious glitching, the skeleton's voice remained unaffected by the glitches. It came out clear, though quiet and shaky with nerves. "...Um-"

Flamango_55: I L O V E L I B R A R I E S calling ink a goldfishhahahahahAHAHAHAGAGAGAGAG WHAT IVORY NOOOOO FLIP 'EM THE JACK SHAWTIES
Rosewarrior22: I'm honestly surprised hasn't done drugs perfect after we raid we can :D
MushroomEatingMoss: NO I WILL JUST WAIT AND SEE TIDDIEMARE TIDDIEMARE Nightmare you take the drugs away from Ivory and I'll chop each tentacle I can wait for millions of year hmmm killer sus

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