Y/N's POV:
"How is Y/N supposed to get upstairs?" Phil asks. "She can't climb up the ladder. I would fly her up but the trap door isn't big enough.
"Y/N will go over to the ladder. You can help her up some of the ladder, and I'll wait on the floor above and help her up the rest of the way." says Techno.
"Alright." Phil says. "You ready?"
"Yeah," I say.
I go move my leg but an instant shock of pain goes through my body. My head starts pounding.
"Everything okay Y/N?" Techno asks.
"It hurts to move." I say.
"What? Can you atleast move your leg? Or your arm?" Phil asks.
I move my leg an inch before stopping in pain. I move my right arm, struggling a little bit.
"A little." I say. "It hurts to move anything other than my arm."
"Okay, how do we do this?" Philza asks.
"New plan. You pick Y/N up, bring her over to the ladder. I'll wait above and lift her up the rest of the way. Y/N just has to make sure to keep their arm still so they don't rip the stitches." Techno suggest.
"Wait, I have stitches?" I ask.
"It's the only way we could keep the wound from bleeding. It was deep." Techno says.
"Okay, that will work." Phil says. "You ready?"
I nod. Techno climbs up the ladder. Phil walks over to me and takes the pillow behind my back and places it to the side.
"Tell me if I hurt you." he says.
He picks my up and carries me over to the ladder. The pain in my body becomes worse, but I don't say anything. Phil is trying so hard, I don't want him to worry. Techno is waiting above. He flys up a little bit, enough for Techno to reach me. As Techno takes me from Phil, the pain gets worse. Techno can tell I'm in pain, but it's the only way. Once we are through the trap door, he quickly brings me to one of the table chairs and sets me down.
"I'm sorry, Y/N." Techno says.
"No no, it's fine." I say, recovering from the pain.
"Sorry for what?" Philza asks while climbing the ladder.
"Y/N was in pain while we brought her up here." Techno says.
"Oh I am so sorry. I had no id-" I cut Philza off.
"It's okay. It's okay. I am good." I say.
After a good 10 minutes, the pain has numbed itself. Techno went outside to do something, so it is just me and Phil. He said to wait and he will be back in a few minutes.
"How's the arm doing?" he asks.
"Feeling better. My head on the oth-" I stop myself. I don't want Phil to worry. "I-its f-fine."
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Your Dsmp Limbo (A Dsmp Story)
FanfictionIn this story, you are the main character. You go by Y/N (Your Name) and pronouns are she/her/they. In a dream, you learn about the limbo. Some say its a place where you go when you die, and others say its a place where you go to get away. But your...
