Chapter Eight | Devil

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When George and Dream got back to the main area, Dream was led away by the staff. George tried to understand Dream's hostile reaction to him wanting to help.

He listened into the meetings, the words 'You have to want to get better', stuck to him. Just because Dream didn't want to get better, doesn't mean George shouldn't try.

George didn't want to stay in the strict facility any longer than he should. Even what he wore was restricted! George wanted to go home; show his parents that he could be better, that he could be that perfect child they always wanted.

The meeting was going on as normal until a bang startled the group, causing them to look where it came from. It came from Dream's area. George was confused; trying to look past the crowd to see what was going on.

Dream was dragged to the front by staff struggling in their grasps. When Dream caught George's eye he stopped struggling with guilt on his face. "Gibson not now.." George heard Dream mumble as walked passed him.

Something new was in Dream's eyes, fear: "You see sometimes, those in the program-" Gibson started, holding a bible in his grasps. "Don't want the help, and sometimes the devil is at play."

George never understood the concept of a devil, someone so bad to cause hellfire on earth; George had no idea if it was even possible.

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Warning: Mental as well as physical Abuse is present in this chapter. If you have any triggers toward these, please skip this part of the story. ~Onyx
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"I think, Clay here is being controlled!" Gibson raised his voice, "The devil is in our sanctuary! A place of God!" Dream seemed to shy away from the insults, as the other members looked at him with horror.

George didn't believe it, the devil can't invade someone's body, it's not possible. George looked over at Sapnap, who seemed more confused than frightened unlike most the others.

Dream tried to look at George for some kind of comfort. He was more scared of them than they were of him. George had never seen Dream frightened; he was always acting big and scary, but this time he wasn't. They were seeing the real Dream; afraid.

"We must work together to banish this, this devil!"
Gibson went on, ignoring everything else going on. Dream was forced onto his knees despite his best effort.

"Clay! I know your in there fight him!" Gibson put his hand on Dream's shoulder until Dream moved away, glaring at Gibson.  "Eret, come up here," Eret was confused, he was clearly not frightened by Dream whatsoever.

Eret came up glaring at Dream with confusion. He clearly wasn't believing this devil stuff either. "Clay needs our help," he put his hand on Eret's shoulder. Eret looked slightly uncomfortable with the touch, since it wasn't allowed between members.

"We need to scare the devil away! Only we can help him!" Gibson let go of Eret gripping his bible, before turning to Dream. When he lifted the book over Dream's shoulder, George had no idea what he had planned, until he striked Dream with the bible.

Dream didn't react, just let his head fall as if guilty. No one was disturbed by the fact that he had hit Dream. Gibson handed Eret the bible, who glared back at Gibson like he had lost his mind.

"Eret? Is the devil with you too?" Gibson questioned Eret who shook his head, as if searching for some kind of reason to avoid getting hit like Gibson had just done with Dream.

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