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I look at my self in a little mirror I found near my tent, someone grips my face tightly. "Ow." I say struggling to see who it is, but I guess who it is.  "What are you doing Tommy. Its getting dark I dont have all day for you." Dream say before letting go of my face and turning away.  "Sorry I was just looking at my face.." I mutter "yeah yeah whatever. just get your shit in the hole and go to your tent."  "But I need to feed friend firs-" "I said for you to put your shit in the hole and go to your tent. nothing else. you dont want me to leave right? your only friend left. Gone." Dream says turning his head to me, smiling under his mask.  "Anyways Friend can last tonight without food."  "Yeah I guess maybe.." "Good. now why dont you put your stuff in the hole." Dream says pointing out the hole in the dirt to me.  I start to put my stuff into the dirt hole. as I do that I see dream take out some TNT.  "Now go to your tent and sleep." he says staring at me intensely. "But-"  "I'm not gonna repeat my self Tommy. Go." he says intensely at me, gripping my face tightly. I start to shake and tear up a bit from the pain of him gripping my face and from fear.  He lets go of my face and pushes me the way of my tent .  I quickly scurry over to my tent but being interrupted with a big explosion.  I jump, Startled by the loud sound, I cover my ears and get into my tent.  I curl up into a ball, hugging my knees before seeing dream pass by the tent, holding a axe. My axe.      [ Page ## End. ]