You were in the golden lit room you found yourself in every time you went to sleep. It was oddly quiet; it made the hairs on the back of your neck stand straight up. You couldn't move. You were floating slightly, as if hoisted up by strings, like a puppet.
Every night since the monsters broke the barrier, you had these nightmares. Almost 4 months now. You were exhausted.
There was footsteps. They echoed heavily in the room, making you want to scream. You knew the outcome of this dream. You'd seen it time and time again. It made your stomach clench.
"heya kid", The raspy voice made you flinch. You wanted to leave. "you must be pretty busy lately, huh? ...so i gotta ask you something. do you think everyone can change? that everyone can be a great person, if they try?" He then chuckled darkly. "alright."
The footsteps sounded once more. Only one step had been taken.
"take one more step, and you're gonna have a bad time, kid", The raspy voice grew deep. You were shaking now.
The footsteps sounded again. There was a pause. You were begging to wake up, for your alarm to beep. But it didn't.
"welp. this is why i'm not good with promises." There was another pause. This one was lengthier. "you dirty brother killer."
There was a ping and then the fight began. You were crying now. You hated this. You just wanted to wake up.
Bones flew up from the floor. The child jumped, the bones barely grazing the soles of the child's boots.
The battle went on for a while. Bones flew across the room, and these massive dragon-like skulls shot their light beams. The child fought, undaunted, and every time they came close to killing the skeleton, you uttered a soft scream.
You couldn't move. You wanted to move, oh so much. But you couldn't. You wanted to help the skeleton fight, to take down the child in the green and yellow striped sweater, but you couldn't.
After what seemed to be eternity, the skeleton seem exhausted, his skull was dripping with sweat, and he was panting. He then took a staggering step toward the human and sent a few bones in their direction. The human dodged them with ease and then lunged at the skeleton, swiping at him with their knife.
The tall skeleton dodged sloppily and the doubled over, panting. He seemed too tired to continue. The human then took advantage of the break in his movements to run up and slash the knife across his neck. You scream and struggle to move, but you can't.
The skeleton's skull rolls off of his neck and hit the ground with a dull thud that echoes across the room. His body collapses and turns into a thick white dust which the human walks through, and grabs his skull.
The human grins, "Stupid comedian," they murmur and stabbed the knife into his eye socket. The skull turned to dust in their hand and then they wipe their hand on their sweater.
You snap awake, your shirt clinging to your chest, tears falling freely down your face. You sob roughly, and run your finger through your hair, trying to ground yourself. Your alarm beeped, throwing you out of your panicked haze. It was time to forget the dream, like you do every night. And tomorrow the cycle would continue once more.
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Dusty Dreams
Fanfiction"You are a baker in Ebott City, owning a store that you've had since you were young. But ever since the monsters broke the barrier that separated them for the rest of the world, you've had nightmares. Earth-shattering, world shaking, panic inducing...
