Gosh, I never had thought I would continue this story for so long and all the support. I am forever thankful for that. Thank you so so much for reading this book. It has been going on for over a year and like, wow. Thank you so so so much for all of this. It means so much.
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3rd persons pov:
Dream didn't know what to say, he woke up with a dreadful headache and he didn't exactly know what to feel. On one hand he knew that this was completely normal for him when he was in prison, the aftermath of torture getting to him and that was normal back then but now?
He didn't get tortured the day before so why did it come now, and what was he supposed to do?
Techno had said that he should just get him or Phil if he needed anything, but then Dream would be a burden and that's not how you should behave.
And Dream had learn that he was never allowed to ask for anything, he didn't deserve anything more than what his masters gave to him so it was rude to ask. He should be grateful for everything he has gotten already.
He hasn't even gotten punished since he got captured and he even got a soft bed to sleep in, this was more than he deserve and he knew it so he shouldn't be greedy and ask for more, right?
But this headache made the world around him spin and everything just felt so wrong, the mattress was too soft, the duvet was too heavy, it trapped him.
Dream rolled out of the bed and down to the floor, the carpet was too soft and the room was too small but it was better than the bed.
He crawled over to the corner and pressed his body back against the wall, it wasn't like the rough obsidian in the prison nor the sharp Blackstone in the cave but it was better than the mattress and that was what mattered.
He felt better in the corner, he knew when Sir came in, he was in control and that was what mattered, as long as he had control then he was fine, he had to be fine, right?
It didn't take long until Techno knocked on the door. He had come back home after letting George take care of Sapnap and he held a bowl of stew in his hand as he was ready to talk to Dream again.
Dream's head shot up, no longer on the verge of falling asleep from exhaustion again. His shoulders tensed at the knowledge of someone else coming into his cell to help him.
After Techno didn't get an answer he opened the door, assuming that Dream was still asleep. But when he walked inside and the bed was empty, panic rose in his chest and he screamed.
"Phil! Come here." he's voice was loud and full of panic, Dream couldn't have escaped, Sapnap couldn't have found him, that was not happening, not now. Please for the love of God don't let that happen.
But that hadn't happened, and Dream was still there, maybe he was in a state of panic from the sudden yelling.
So when Phil came almost running inside the room, scared from what Techno had yelled, Dream couldn't stay silent and he whimpered. Him quickly slapping his own hand over his mouth after he let out the notice but the harm had already been done. If you could even call it harm.
Phil turner around and looked towards where the sound had come from while he hushed on Techno. It didn't take long before he spotted Dream and slowly walked towards him, crouching down in front of the poor boy.
"Hey, Dream? You good?" Phil asked, clearly knowing the answer from beforehand, but that wasn't the point right now.
"Y...yes, master" Dream answered after a hesitant second, moving his hand away from his mouth but still not having the courage to look upwards and meet Philza's eyes.
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Fiksi PenggemarOn hiatus until I'm finished with exams and all that stuff (June/July) Dream has been in the prison for a long time; it's been over half a year since he was locked in and no one has visited him for months. Not even Quackity has visited in weeks. Th...