Your Dsmp Limbo (A Dsmp Story)

Chapter 43: Karl's Ability

Y/N's POV:

I lay there in the snow. Everyone runs over to me. My face is covered in sweat. I'm breathing heavy and tired. My eyes are closed but I'm trying not to fall alseep. If feel someone pick me up and sit me up. They shake me.

"Y/N! Look at me! Are you okay?" Phil shouts.

"Y/N, can you hear us?" Tubbo yells.

What are you gonna do, Y/N?... Are you gonna tell them... You wouldn't do that... That would make them worry about you... You better answer them...

"Y/N, please say something!"

The voices urge me on. I reach down and grab a handfull of snow. I slam it to my forehead. My head pounds in pain, but it shuts the voices up. Someone takes the snow from me. My breathing becomes heavier. The person continues to shake me.

"Say something, do something!" Phil yells.

I open my eyes. My vision is blurry again but I can make out Phil's green clothes and his blonde hair. And I could tell Tubbo was on my right because of his blurry brown hair that covers part of his eyes. I can also make out his horns. I look up to see the black and white enderman. I can barely tell the two colors apart from each other. I groan in pain.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Tubbo asks.

"Say something," Phil pleads.

"It hurts," I groan.

"What hurts?" Ranboo asks.

"My head."

I place my hand on my head. I close my eyes again. Ranboo shakes me a little again.

"Stay awake, Y/N," says Phil. "Keep your eyes open."

"What happened?" Tubbo asks.

I ignore the question. My head pounds more, My breathing doesn't slow down. Am I dying? What's happening? I'm so tired.

"Come on, let's get you inside," Phil says. "To Tubbo's house."

Tubbo nods. Ranboo picks me up to my feet. I go to take step towards Tubbo's house. I don't have enough strength and go to fall. Phil and Ranboo catch me.

"I'm to tired for this," I mumble.

"How long did you stay up?" Ranboo asks.

"All night."

"Okay, we will help you walk then," Phil says.

I lean agaisnt Ranboo as we go to Tubbo's house. My legs feel like breaking into tooth picks. My head feels like a wither has just spawned and is blowing stuff up. Phil and Tubbo make sure to give me support as we walk. We finally reach Tubbo's house. We go inside and Ranboo sits me down at the table.

You're a mess... Loser... Whatcha gonna tell them?... We know you won't tell them about us... I think you should just go to sleep... It would be calmer... That way you couldn't HURT US... Yeah, this hurts really bad... We are using a lot of strength right now to be talking...