No one's POV
Sam was outside the prison. Letting the cold breeze hit his face. The silent sounds the wind made help him relieve himself from all the racket going on inside.
He was calm, nothing was bothering him from his deep thoughts.
Just him alone.
And the new figure approaching him from Infront-
"Sam what are you doing outside! Your suppose to be inside guarding!"
It was Quackity.
"Hello to you too Quackity" Sam spoke with anoyyance.
'Always ruining the perfect moments for me' Sam thought to himself.
Quackity did seem to appear every time he tried to relax. It was almost if he had stalking him to see if he was doing his job good or if he was slacking.
"Don't hello me and answer my goddam question! What.are.you.doing.out.side!" Quackity screamed out a bit with anger rising in his voice. His face was worse.
An angry face plastered right onto his face, his scar made it look a bit intimidating as well.
"Well if you were me when I was inside the prison a few minutes ago they you'll understand why"
"What are you talking about?"
"Why don't you go hear for yourself"
Sam knew what he was doing. He didn't care. He thought maybe if Quackity heard it himself he would leave and let him rest.
"Alright- you better not be lying to me about this or you'll get it" Quackity threatened Sam. Making his axe appear into his hands and pointed it directly and his unprotected throat.
Quackity then walked past Sam and opened the doors. Walking inside while the doors close from behind.
Not even a few minutes later Sam heard the doors shutting harshly. Turning around to see Quackity with what looked to be a mixture of frightened and confused.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT NOISE! IT HURTS MY EARS!!"
"That noise is coming from Dream-"
"HOW IS THAT COMING FROM HIM!?"
"How should I know! He just started to do it out of nowhere" Sam started defending himself a bit. Knowing how Quackity is, he's probably going to start asking him why he hasn't solved it himself.
"Then why the fuck are you still out here! Aren't you suppose to make him shut up!?"
'called it'
"I tried but it just made him scream even louder- and that's not the only thing happening to him"
Sam lowered his head to the floor. Not wanting to gaze at Quackity who was standing right behind him.
"What do you mean that's not the only thing"
"I don't want to talk about it right now..."
"Whatever your gonna say won't surprise me- He's already insane and does crazy things!"
He let out a small breath. Sam knew if he didn't tell him he'd be greated with another threat.
"For starters he's been talking to himself- I've looked at the footage many times and he actually isn't"
"That makes no fucking sense" Quackity spat out.
"I don't know how to explain it but when he was speaking to 'himself' I thought he was going crazier but then- he started to float! Not float-float but it looked like he was carried"
"Yeah no- that was no help"
"For God's sake- here let me just go in and grab the video footage"
Sam got up and pushed Quackity a bit to the side so he can enter- but before he did he put on some ear plugs to cover his ears. It wouldn't help much, he would still hear Dream screaming out loud but it was all he had to hold it off.
"Leave the door open for me will ya? I won't be able to open it if I'm using both my hands for this"
"Yeah-yeah just hurry up. I can hear some of his screams for way over here"
'Why couldn't he be way nicer like he use to? I can barely handle him now'
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