Left Eye

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George POV

Fuck!

Dream is getting away from me. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Quackity is quite literally going to kill me. I hope that Dream will come across someone, it's impossible that all the hallways are empty. Though I hope he won't come across Schlatt or Quackity. That'd be very unfortunate.

I run past all the cells as I hear these annoying chittering noises of that one raccoon. I know that he is making fun of me. How embarrassing.

I pull out the gun out of my coat's pocket so I already have it ready in case I do get nearer to him. Because I don't know where else Dream will run off to if I don't put him unconscious as soon as possible.

While I run, I can't help but feel bad for Dream. Having to treat him like this from now on is killing me as well, but him the most I'm sure. No wonder he'd want to escape from me now too.

I got very frightened when from afar in an echo, I heard Dream's wolf cry. Oh no. No. I can't keep treating him like this, it's impossible. I have to make it up to him somehow, even if it'll cost my life. This is the chance to free him too, just how I promised.

Oh, I have told him I wouldn't, right? Well, come on. That has got to be the biggest lie I have every said to anyone before. But, he believed it in that moment because I needed to be let go of him sooner or later, and he wouldn't do so any other way. I also refused to attempt to hurt him. But I think words can hurt more than a kick, so I don't think it was that smart either...

I was in a couple seconds about to take a turn to the right to keep on following the hallway's path, but then I see Dream sliding, trying to stop but then bumping hard against the wall with his body. Then again, he ran. Towards me. No, he was running from something. I pointed my gun at him to try and stop him without me shooting at him, but he just increased in pace and ended up jumping over me.

I froze after he was gone, absolutely confused on how that just happened. I didn't think of that possibility. At some point I looked back and he kept running. What makes a big creature like him run from something? I look forward again and then see Quackity running. God he looked angry.

I expected him to run past me, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to run with him. As I did so, he let go of me "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU" he yelled at me.

"I'm- I'm sorry!" I was out of breath after this constant running, I won't lie. "I just didn't manage to shoot in time!" I lied.

"God fucking damnit, I don't have my gun with me. NO gun! Not a sleeping gun, nor a real one! Fucking give-" he ripped my gun out of my hands "..give that to me." and then pushed me away which caused me to almost trip over my own feet. "USELESS!" he yelled at me. I balanced in time, but did not stop running. I'm not running with him, I'm running after him. No matter how badly he threatened me earlier about ending my life, I just have to keep going. Because I feel like if I wouldn't have treated Dream like I did so not too long ago because of Quackity's demand, then Dream wouldn't be in this life threatening situation. Running from everyone including me.

Surprisingly I was being able to keep up with Quackity, us both running even though Dream was out of our eyes already. Gone a different direction.

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Dream was cornered by Sapnap and Jack, both having shot him. One landed in his chest, one in his forehead. What a risky shot. He was breathing heavily from all the running and is standing on his hind legs, pressed against the wall with his back.

He was still not down, how?!

Quackity and me arrived as well, and that bastard didn't hesitate to shoot Dream too, right on his neck. Of course they're all aiming to the head.

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