Controlled

The pit of hell

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Dear diary,
If anyone will read this you're probably confused on what's going on but I'm sure you will soon understand.

Well anyway I'm very happy I'm finally free and I found amazing place to stay at. I hope it will be worth it and I will find someone I can talk to. But I still miss them and I hope that I will find a way to see them again.

While I was there I started to feel myself getting attached to it. I feel need to protect it and I know

꒐ ꅐ꒐꒒꒒ ꒯ꄲ ꋬꋊꌦ꓄ꁝ꒐ꋊꍌ ꓄ꄲ ꉣꋪꄲ꓄ꏂꉔ꓄ ꒐꓄.
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Dream pov:

I was sitting on the cold obsidian floor and I was just listening to nothing. But still hoped I will hear the familiar whisper. But that never came.

Instead of the voice I hoped to hear I heard the redstone prison system go of. In that moment I knew he was back.

My torturer.

Being in this prison is already horrible. There is no bed no normal food and few months ago Quackity started torturing me.

He wants the stupid revival book. I would give it to him if I could. But I can't. If I would give him the book they would kill me.

There's no chance I would survive if I give it to him, but that also means that I will be still getting tortured in here.

I just hope he will get bored of it and just leave me alone. But the chances of it are small.

I was snapped out of my mind by the sound of the moving platform and the falling lava.

3rd pov:

When the lava was fully down Dream could clearly see Quackity on the other side.

He slowly came down from the platform. He had an axe in his hand and a crazy smirk on his face.

"Why Hello Dream. How were you?" Quackity asked Dream as if they were friends.

Dream didn't answered. Instead he quickly stood up and got to the corner of the room.

But Quackity didn't like this behavior. He walked closer to him and pulled Dream by his hair. "I ASKED YOU A QUESTION DIDN'T I!" Quackity yelled at Dream.

"Y-yes yes I-i was good." Dream answered.

By the time he was in prison and he got used to the quiet. And he didn't really liked loud noises.

But that was something Quackity liked to use agenst Dream. So he would sometimes just yelled out of nowhere just to make him more uncomfortable.

Dream didn't liked it but he didn't care about anyone even himself as long as 'It' is ok.

"Well I hope you enjoyed your free time. Because now I have one question for you. I'm sure you know what the question will be.

"So Dream tell me will you finally give me the revival book or we will have to go through the same as usual."

"I- I won't give you the book." Said dream already scared of what Quackity will do to him this time.

"Oh Dream I'm very disappointed in you. But you're the one who choose this." Quackity said.

By the time Quackity spend with Dream, he found out a lot of things about him. He figured out how to make him listen. He learned how to control him.

How to talk with him to get certain informations about people or places.

"I'm sorry sir." Dream apologized. "That sadly won't change anything. But because you behaved today I won't do anything. I don't have much time anyway. But I do expect a better respond next time."

When Quackity said that he turned around and wanted to leave but then Dream said something that make him change his mind.

"What I say won't change with time. You can hurt me how much you want but it won't change my opinion."

Quackity turned around and looked at his face or at least what could be seen from his face.

He had his white smiley mask with only few broken pieces missing. You could only see his left eye and part of his mouth but that was practically all.

Dream pov:

"What I say won't change with time. You can hurt me how much you want but it won't change my opinion." I answered already knowing what was about to come.

"Oh. Heh." Quackity said after he turned to face me.

"Haha aw you really think that. Well then we should try it out don't you think." When Quackity said that I knew I was fucked.

My eyes widend as he started to walk closer to me. "Wait Quackity NO p-please."

I put my arms on my head and hide into my legs. I was doing it often to protect myself, but it didn't work for the most of the time.

I knew Quackity was right in front of me and he was about to hit me. . . . .but he didn't.

The hit never come. I opened my eyes and looked up at Quackity but he wasn't moving. Actually nothing was moving.

It seems like everything stopped but then I heard it.

'ꁝꏂ꒒꒒ꄲ ᑢᓍᖇᘉᘿᒪᓰᑘS'
'ꅐꋬ꒐꓄ ꋬ ꒒꒐꓄꓄꒒ꏂ ꒒ꄲꋊꍌꏂꋪ ꋬꋊ꒯ ꓄ꁝꏂꋊ ꌦꄲ꒤ ꅐ꒐꒒꒒
ꃳꏂ ꇙꋬ꒦ꏂ꒯'

'꒻꒤ꇙ꓄ ꋬ ꒒꒐꓄꓄꒒ꏂ ꒒ꄲꋊꍌꏂꋪ'

When I heard that voice I knew I was safe. Even though Quackity was going to torture me again I trusted the voice I knew it will save me from this torment.

The time started to go back to it's own rhythm and things slowly started to move.

I hide my head back to my knees and closed my eyes preparing for the hit.

And then it began.

It hurts so much. I felt how the ax was cutting through my body. It's a sharp pain and everytime he comes it's worse and worse.

But it's not just the physical pain. He scares- no he terrifies me.

I just can't take it anymore. I feel the tears coming out of my eyes. My throat hurts from screaming and sobbing.

My whole body is in pain and I know that Quackity won't stop. Or at least not anytime soon.

But I can't die not here not like this. And surely not by HIS hands. Plus I have a hope now.

I can't let myself die my tasks aren't done yet. Hopefully they will be here soon.

I will escape these walls of my prison and gain back the power among the rest.
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Hello this is my second book I truly hope it will be better than the first one. I hope you will enjoy this book.

I have a lot of inspiration for this. And I hope I will be able to write it like I want to.

And thanks for reading this book it means a lot.

Hope to see you soon y'all.

Bye <3