Chapter 5

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Dream was running as fast as his frame rate could take him. Dodging arrows from skeletons and zombies appearing out of the darkness, he parkoured as quick as he could to get away from the British child. "I'm right behind you Dream, you can't run now!!" Tommy was close behind the green man, running across tree tops and hills. He could see Dream through the leaves and was so close to getting him. "Get away Tommy, just leave me alone!" He was running out of breath, and was stumbling over rocks and roots. He could hear Tommy above him, almost directly above him. Dream tripped. He tumbled to the hard ground and he didn't have anything up his sleeve. He turned around and looked at the trees above him. He saw a diamond sword flying straight towards his face. Uh oh.

Dream jolted and quickly turned on his side to dodge the sword. He stood up and stumbled around, pulling out his own sword. But there was nothing for him to dodge. Huh?
Dream blinked, and looked around. He wasn't in a forest, he was in a cave. He stood there for a second before realizing he had been dreaming. Who knew Dream could dream. He shook his head and sat back on the stone floor. His head was pounding, along with his heart. He let out an angry sigh. That felt so real.
He had left in the middle of the night from Y/N's house (if it even qualifies as one) and started heading in the direction of L'manberg. He knew someone was coming for him and only him. Y/N didn't need to be involved. This was all Dream's fault.
He rubbed his head before standing back up, trying to remember how to get out of this cave. Luckily, he could see some sunlight coming from the path to his left. He continued his journey on.

Meanwhile, Sonic the Hedgehog was running through a forest before emerging into a clearing. "Whoa that's way past cool!" He said, breakdancing. "Huh?" He whipped his head around towards a noise he heard. It sounded like someone yelling.
"Dream!"
Dream? Dream what?
Sonic jumped high in the air to get a better look. While he twirled gracefully, he spotted someone running around what looked like a dirt pile.
"Dream! Come back here you dumb bi—"

Before you could finish screaming, a crazy powerful wind nearly knocked you through the ground.
"Heya! Sorry about that. Whatcha screamin' about?" A voice asked. You stood up straight and tried to locate the source of the voice. When you turned around, you saw a weird blue cartoony thing standing at about 3 ft tall. Also wearing red shoes.

Huh?

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