Saved by The Alpha //DNF omega verse

Chapter 9

George woke up after an hour or so - it was now six o'clock and he was bored, it was too early to eat and Dream wouldn't be back for a long time yet.

He decided to have a proper look around the apartment as he hadn't really had the chance to explore it properly.

It was quite a big apartment with three bedrooms as well as the kitchen/diner/living area and the en-suites leading off of all of the bedrooms. The views from every angle were stunning and George never got bored of standing above the city, looking down at all of the tiny people below.

Dream also had an office next to his bedroom which George hadn't been into yet. At first he thought that he should leave it as it was Dream's private room, but something inside him was telling him to go and have a small look inside.

He slowly made his way over to the door, almost tiptoeing although he wasn't sure why. He pushed the door, almost expecting it to be locked but to his surprise, it was unlocked and opened revealing a spacious room filled with paperwork and a massive desk with a gaming setup taking up a lot of the space in the room.

He didn't know what he was looking for exactly but only now did he realise just how little he knew about Dream, maybe he was just a private person, but he could be hiding something.

He first walks over to the desk to look at Dream's gaming equipment, he hadn't spent much time in here since George had been living with Dream. The setup looked expensive, which wasn't surprising to George although he still wasn't sure where Dream had got so rich.

Then he had an idea, he opened his phone and went onto YouTube, looking up Dream's name. His profile came up and even though there weren't any photos of his face, just by watching a small part of one of his videos George could tell it was the same blond that he now lived with.

He looked at the profile in somewhat disbelief -

Dream
2309 subscribers  28 videos

George didn't know what he was expecting, but it wasn't that, he had kind of assumed that Dream had got his money from YouTube, but it appeared that he hadn't.

It really was just a hobby he had.

~*~

George snapped back into reality, he needed to figure out where he was getting the money from and something told him the answer was right in this room, around the piles of papers surrounding him.

They filled the bookshelves and were piled on top of another desk which had been barely visible to him under the mountains of more papers earlier.

Most were in folders, neatly organised with labels and writing in thick, black marker on the front. They seemed to display names and George assumed every one of them was for a different person.

They looked kind of like the folders they had his school for different students, to keep all of their grades and reports together, although he had a feeling this was a bit different.

He hesitantly opened one to look at what kind of stuff was inside. At first it was just like a fact file on the person: their height, weight, a picture, date of birth; which was, although not normal, not too worrying to George.

It was what he found next that scared him.

//AN//

A shorter chapter today, I'm not sure if anyone's actually going to read this but if you are then ily <3

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