The New Start

Chapter 22

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Techno pov: 

I had this terrible feeling in my stomach, like something was wrong, very wrong. But I didn't know what, and what should it be. Everything was fine? Right?

The night was about to settle down, and I needed to think about heading home, but there was that feeling that I couldn't get rid of. It's not like the feeling I had when the Butcher army came, it's something else, like someone is about to die, but i can't do anything about it.

Like the Gods want me too know that someone is dying and I just can't do anything, but I'm sure I'm overreacting over this, maybe I'm just hungry? Maybe I just need some potatoes, a cup of tea and a good book. So then I started walking towards my cabin.

I didn't know what hit me, but an intense fear flowed through my body, I got chills all the way from my toes and to the end of my braided hair. And then I heard it. Dream's voice, but why, why did I hear him? I was in the middle of the woods and it's over midnight. And why did I feel this huge amount of fear whit the voice, like I was scared, but not, not of Dream...

I ran after the voice. I ran as fast as my feet were able to, and then faster than that.

"I need you to do it." Dream's voice was so lost, so broken. Like he was dead, but why? Nd who did he talk to? What did he want them to do? And why here? Everyone here is trying to kill him, it's not safe for him. He will be dead before he know it if someone see him.

I ran out of the woods and was greeted with the sight of Dream, standing in front of a man I figured out must be George, he was wearing my clothes and I think he had his mask on too, but where did he find that? I hadn't seen it since before he was locked inside.

George had a sword in his shaking hands, tears running down his cheeks.

"The stars are saying goodbye."

I heard Drem's voice and ran, I ran as fast as my feet could, and fast than that, and faster that that again. I couldn't hear what George said, I just ran, but he was to far away.

He was always so far away.

And he didn't seem to get any closer.

And then I knew I was to late.

George screamed and Dream's body fell down on the ground, he didn't move.

And I screamed.

I screamed so loud that I might have waken up all the others, even if we was miles away from them.

I fell down beside his body, sword sticking out of his chest, and there was no way

No fuckings way that George had missed his heart

but Dream... I took off his mask and placed it gently beside his head.

Tears streamed down my face as I stroked his cheeks. My hand was going over his freckles and landed on his soft lips. His eyes was closed, and he looked so peaceful, but his body was limp. His heart didn't beat and his pulse was nonexistent.

And I cried

And I screamed

And I fell...

My brain was destroyed.

My feelings was a complete chaos.

And then I drifted away. I don't know how long I was laying beside him, trying to warm his body up with mine, trying to wake him up by being there. Even though I knew it didn't work, I lay there.