|Gifts|dreamnotfound Fanfic| killer au|

(6) Safe

Sorry about not posting yesterday. I had the chapter all ready to be posted, but apparently, I didn't post it, so I did a minute ago (since writing this). I have a lot of ideas for this chapter, so it should be a relevantly long chapter. Enjoy!

3rd person POV:

George left the room with his head hung low. He, himself, didn't have any proof due to his ego. He knows this is a killer sending him these, and he can't do anything about it. George knows that he'll regret his choice to show up, and he wasn't prepared for what would happen. Just then, George got an idea, a rather bright one. What if he stayed with Karl in his house for a bit?

George POV:

If I stayed with Karl for a bit, the killer wouldn't know where I am. It would at least give me another day, so I could find evidence against the killer. It's not like he'd say no; he's always insisting on us hanging out.

 After solidifying my alibi, I walked up to Karl's room. I knocked three times and waited for a signal to come in, but I never got one. "Karl?" I poked my head into his room. He's not there... WHAT IF THE KILLER GOT HIM?? The thoughts ran through my head and I didn't even realize the person behind me.

"George, are you okay?" a voice arose from behind me. I jumped slightly before turning to see... KARL! I quickly grabbed a tight hold of him and pulled him into a tight hug.

3rd person POV:

"Uhh, George, are you ok?" Karl asked with worry in his voice.

"Y-yeah, I just missed you a lot" George lied before continuing, "Hey, do you want to hang out after work?" 

 "Sure!" Karl responded cheerfully. 

George smiled before letting Karl go and departing back to his room. He let out a deep breath after he got into his room, leaning against his door. Now he has somewhere to be other than his house, so he's a bit safer.

As he was walking back to his chair, he heard a knock on his door.

 "Come in!" he hollered. 

The door creaked open to reveal Nick. He had a caring smile on his face and a paper in his hand.

 "Hey, how are you doing?" Nick asked as he entered the room.

"Fine," George replied, looking to the side. 

"Do you have somewhere safe to be? I believe that someone is stalking you, and you shouldn't be by your house" Nick spoke with a sweet tone, not very fit for the conversation. 

"Yeah, I'm going to be with Karl today... I don't have anywhere for the rest of the week though," George replied honestly, he didn't seem to find a reason to lie. 

"Ok," Nick extended his arm, "but here's my address if you need someone to talk to. You're always welcome." Nick smiled before leaving George. 

 George smiled back as the man left his room once again. He looked down at the paper he held in his hand, and sure enough, Nick only lived a few houses down from him.

 He placed the paper on his phone, which was sitting on his desk. George walked behind his desk and swooped up the cookies that sat on his desk from the other day, and straightened up the folders scattered around his desk. Before grinning and sitting down at his newly cleaned workspace. 

He clicked a button and turned on his computer. The start-up screen appeared before logging into his account. His eyes scoured across this screen, but stopped as he found what he was looking for. 

He clicked on the Minecraft logo and waited as it loaded slowly. (I was going to put some random game on because I didn't know his favorite game, then I remembered he's a Minecraft streamer 🤦) 

He played the game for around 3 hours before he could leave work. During that time, he met some new people with the name tags "Purpled" and "Callahan" They talked in the chat for the time being before George had to leave to go home. He said his goodbyes before signing off. He then grabbed his things and rushed to find Karl. 

The two both walked together around town before deciding to go to Karl's house. As they entered the modern-style house, George's phone went off, but he just ignored it ."So, what do you want to watch?" Karl asked, glancing at George for a moment.

"how about a comedy show?" George requested.

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George's phone dinged once again. This time George took a peek at the text.  Once he read it, George's eyes glanced between Karl and his phone as he panicked. 

Whoever it was had just texted him, "You do know your not any safer there right? :)"

(I imagine him with horrible grammar, especially when typing) 

George POV:

SHIT now I have both me and Karl in danger! Why would I do that?! I mentally slapped myself before replying in the hope of being left alone, " WHO ARE YOU?! Whoever this is, this isn't funny!! You're scaring me!"

I knew it was a long shot, but that shot was still in my view. 

Soon enough, speech bubbles appeared. My eyes widened as I waited for a response. Soon enough they finished typing, "Call me dream. And I am not trying to be funny. my goal IS to scare you Georgie :)"

I sat there debating on what to say back. His name is Dream? No, he wouldn't give me his real name...  

My thoughts were cut off by Karl groaning, "This is boringgg not even you will watch it and you suggested it! I'm going to watch the news, maybe there's some information on my case there. I am meant to be doing research." (This is a very cringy paragraph) 

Karl turned on the news where they were, in fact, talking about his case. I start to zone out... 

"New killer.... strange case.... scariest in a while.... goes by the name 'Dream'"

With that, my eyes shoot wide open, THE ONE STALKING ME IS REALLY A KILLER?! I mean- I thought they were because of the blood-written notes. BUT, I thought it was some silly, weird guy who'd get caught in a week or two. NOT A PROFESSIONAL KILLER.   

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I think you'll be very happy about the next chapter (for once, I'm not going to give a spoiler though)  

Also, by a professional killer, I mean, they have killed a lot of people and never been close to being caught.

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