Subject 404

Chapter 10

>> blood <<

Dream's POV;

Terrible experience, again. I felt a stabbing pain in my gut when I left George behind! What was happening to my system? Or was it because of my mind?

Whatever that was arround suddenly felt like nightmares watching me.

"Darn it again!" I said to myself and speed walked to the experiment room.

He..he laid on the floor, covered in blood and was not breathing.

"George?!"

I quickly made my way over to him. I got on my knees and pulled him closer to me, inspecting the wound. "This..is impossible.. I didn't leave behind any weapon!"

Something creaked behind. I whipped my head around to see my partner, Techno, with clothes covered in blood and a sword of pure evidence - it was him.

"Are you out of your mind?!" I yelled at him, "I need him! What happened to you?!"

He didn't change his facial expression from the fear and insanity that was there even a bit. He hung his head low, nervousely breathing.

"..Dream.." his body shook, "they tried to take me into their 'family'.. I got way too nervous and couldn't handle it. Also, I believe the cops might be coming as well."

"You're ruining..my entire career!" I let out and picked up the corpse, running to a different part of the hideout.

It was an emergency. I had to move immediately. The press of a red button broke the floor under the other dead subjects, making them fall straight into a truck. I rushed as fast as I could, not dropping him along the way. I got behind the steering wheel, starting up the engine and driving out of the underground garage as fast as I could. The police noticed and turned their sirens on.

"Damn it.." I whispered to myself, dropping a random back-up brick onto the gas pedal. A little later when I felt like they got too close to me, I opened the window and started throwing the other bricks at them. One or more might've even died, what a shame.

"Stop the vehicle!" they yelled into megaphones, slowly but surely beginning to shoot at my tires.

"Not even after I die!" I yelled back and drifted through the streets. More bricks flew out of my window, more shots rang through my ears, more adrenaline.

I was too busy throwing the bricks at them that I didn't notice where I was driving. Shock hit me and I crashed full-speed into a building.

I laid limp, squished onto the wheel. Everything was tight around me and fire was slowly rising. This would be a painful experience, mostly when I can't die. Or at least I think I shouldn't.

George was now at the level of my legs. I have to get him somewhere.

It was too late now to think. The police and firemen stood around, pulling out the others and putting out the fire. My vision slowly went more blurry and black and I felt like I was in a drugged world.


















"What..? Where am I?"









"Dream.... I'm sorry for doing that to your work.."









"Hello?!"











"Sleep."













ZAPPPP





I woke up to my body shaking from an electric shock. Pure electricity.