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It's too late when Punz finally finds Dream. It's too late when they finally gets to door open and stumbles into the room.

It's too late when their eyes shoot to the book, laying on the floor, particles gently floating around it, gravitating towards Dream.

It's too late when they see Dream on the floor, a hand marked with glowing bleeding symbols stretched out towards the book, Dream with hair resembling ash, barely any of that beautiful sand color that Punz loved to run their fingers through left.

It's too late when Punz falls to their knees by Dream's side and finally sees the trails of bloody tears, still wet, on Dream's pale face.

It's too late when the glow dies down, when the quiet humming of the book's magic fades.

It's too late when the two bodies in the tanks are still void of life.

It's too late, and all Punz can do is cry.

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