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"Dream Broke Out Of Prison."

"Dream Broke Out of Prison."

«WARNING ⚠️  THIS WORK CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING:

Major Character death, Minor Character death, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Implied/Referenced Torture, Murder, Implied/Referenced Insanity, Graphic Depictions of Gore, Implied/Refernced Truama

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characters:
TommyInnit, Dream, Sapnap, Scarlett [A friend], GeorgeNotFound, Tubbo.
summary:
Dream is back.

3RD PERSON TOMMY POV

Today was supposed to be a good day. Tommy was supposed to go out and fish with Tubbo and Scarlett.

A Knocked sounded on the door. Tommy  practically flew off his bed, and ran to his door, in hope to find himself face-to-face with his close friend, Tubbo.

Tommy opened the door.

something is terribly wrong.

Tommy stepped out of his house, closing the door behind him.

He walked forward, and looked around. Eventually finding himself facing the front side of his house.

Nothing was out of the ordinary, everything looked the same. Except..

The sky was dark and cloudy, threatening to pour rain. The air was thick, gloomy, cold, uncomfortable, suffocating. It is summer. Why is the weather weird?

"You can't get rid of me, Tommy."

Tommy's head whipped around so fast, it almost gave him whiplash.

"What the fuck."

There stood Dream, in all his glory. His mask was cracked, and chipped. A part of it had a hole, where you could see his devilish green eye. His prison clothes now with holes and a dirty orange, almost brown instead of its old vribrancy. His hair was matted, a little longer, and a disgusting brown, not it's usual blonde. He had scars showing from any patch of open skin. He had wounds, too. Some clearly fresh, some old, and some obviously infected.

"Haven't you learned your lesson, Tommy?" Said man spoke, his voice raspy and cracked, like he either hadn't spoken in forever, or all he did was scream for the last month.

"No, no no, no no. You're supposed to be locked up. A-Away from here. H-"

Dream chuckled, "Wow, Tommy. I expected better from you."

Tommy reached to his right side, trying to grab his Axe before it was swept away from him, directly into the hands of Dream.

Footsteps could be heard, walking directly on the wooden path.

tommy could recognize those footsteps from anywhere.

There she was, Scarlett. Today, Scarlett was wearing a white short sleeved shirt, where the left sleeve had been cut off. Her jeans where a muted blue, with rips on the knees. Her hair was in twolowbraids, each ended with a green and blue hair tie.

"Tommy, Tommy, Tommy! Art thou awake-" Her sentance was cut off at the sight of Dream and tommy.

"jesus christ, tommy.."

Dream straighted his back, turning to face Scarlett, whilst holding the axe in his left hand.

"Well, well, well.. What is it we have here?"

Scarlett went as white as paper. She quickly went to her side to pull out her golden hoe when dreams hand, the one holding the axe, flung directly at her neck.

it was cut clean through.

Her body stopped moving, standing very still. Her head was flung across the prime path, staining the wood a gross red color.

Blood was seeping and spraying out of where her head was supposed to be, staining her shirt and jeans. You could part of her spine and throat sticking out.

Then her body fell, starting to dye the grass as well.

Tommy couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't even breathe.

Dream walked up to him, forcefully grabbing tommys chin and making him look at dream.

"You cannot get rid of me. Haven't you seen already, tommy? All of my canon lives are GONE! You keep killing and killing me, and i've ALWAYS managed to come back!" Dream laughed psychotically, tilting his head to the right.

"My lives ran out a long time ago, did you notice? You can keep killing me, i'll always mange to find a way back." His voice was growing deeper, more disoriented. His eyes no longer green, but a red. All of a sudden, it was quite windy.

"You can lock me in a prison, you can trap me, you can threaten me BUT I WILL ALWAYS FIND A WAY OUT. YOU CANNOT CONTAIN ME. I AM A GOD AND YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A WHIMPY MORTAL WHO ONLY CARES FOR ITSELF." Dream now had his hands on tommys neck, cutting off his air and choking him.

Tommy grabbed at dream, trying to push him away in what was a weak attempt.

"I AM A GOD. I WILL HAUNT YOU AND YOUR DREAMS AND MEMORIES FOREVER. I WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU. I WILL KILL EACH AND EVERY LAST ONE OF YOUR FREINDS AND FAMILY, UNTIL THERE IS NOTHING LEFT BUT A SAD WORLD PAINTED RED. WE ARE GODS AND WE WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE HELL."

The last thing tommy heard before everything went black was the sound of something snapping, and the white hot pain that coursed through him.

-

Tommy shot up from the ground. Gasping for air. He started to cough, with tears streaming down his cheeks.

He looked around.

Tommy was currently laying on the ground outside of his house. Everything was.. normal. The sky was out, it was warm. The air was joyous and calm.

No Dream, No dead Scarlett, everything was fine.

Tommy stood up, shaking slightly. There wasn't any blood.

Many footsteps could be heard. Tommy looked to his left and saw Scarlett, Tubbo, George and sapnap.

Scarlett and Tubbo ran up to him and hugged him very tightly.

Tubbo sighed in relief. "Oh thank god you're okay. I though he might haven gotten you before us."

Tommy was confused. "Sorry, what?"

The other four looked at eachother, then back at tommy.

George lowered his head, while sapnap put his hand on the others back in a way of comfort, bringing him in closer so george's head could rest on sapnaps shoulder.

Tubbo grabbed Tommys hand, whilst Scarlett started speaking.

"Dream broke out of prison."

~1009 words

created: 23.10.22
published: 21.11.22

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