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(11) Dangers

George POV:

Dream had left over 10 minutes ago and I was bored. So, what else can someone do if they're bored in a random man's house, but look for a way out?

I gradually stood up to prevent sudden dizziness and looked around the gloomy space around me. 

The first thing I notice right off the bat is the window. I've noticed it before but never paid attention to it.

I looked around to make sure the masked man wasn't there and slowly sneaked towards my destination.

My eyes focused on the window and what is through the messy glass. There is a quite pretty scene behind it; a pine forest flowing with the breeze. It was quite a serene setting. There weren't any indications of life besides the squirrels chittering and running up trees; no people.

"What'chu doing Georgie?" A scary yet calm voice sounded behind me.

I looked over my shoulder to see the familiar man leaning against the door frame.   

I was so focused that I didn't even realize he had walked in. 

"You better not be trying anything, George Davidson," he whispered in my ear in a menacing tone that snapped me out of my trance.

I nervously shook my head and tried to get away when he wrapped his arms around me in a sorta hug position and rested his head on mine. I squirmed to get out of his grasp but ultimately failed.

"Why are you trying to get away? If you're not doing anything bad, you shouldn't look this suspicious," he spoke again, this time more audible.  

I pushed my way out of his grasp, and he tried to bring me back in, but then I swung at him instinctively and knocked his mask to the side.

I gasped and profusely apologized when he lifted his head to reveal a devilish grin.

"Oh, Georgie~ Why'd you have to do that, sweetie?"  he approached me, his mask still slanted and tightly gripped onto my neck.

I struggled for air as tears threatened to pour from my closed eyes in pain. I was harshly slammed against the wall. He let go of my neck, but gripped my chin and pulled it upward instead, "Look at me, George." He demanded. 

He sounds pissed

I opened my eyes slowly to him Dream above me, his mask fully off half of his face and a clear mark on it. 

The tears slipped out of my eyes and I began stuttering, "I- I'm so s-sorry I-" I was cut off with a hand removed from my chin and moved to my mouth.

"shh...." he spoke in a soft tone, much different than the one shortly before.

I started to calm down a bit before I felt something jab me. I look over to my forearm to see a syringe in it. 

I started to panic and scream through his hand.

"Sorry Georgie, but I have to..."

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