My one ray of sunshine

Permanent home

Inks pov

Dream opens the door to his house. It looks quite similar to mine, although there are notable differences.

"Your room is upstairs to the left. It is right beside mine" Dream smiled, seeming to forget what just occured.

I sigh and head up to the hallway as Dream goes to the kitchen, probably starting lunch. Or dinner? What time is it?
I find the room he assigned to me and walk to it. It's weird. I'm only going be here for a short time anyway. Wouldn't it make more sense if I was in the living room? Or Dream's room.

Opening the door makes my heart race. It's almost an exact copy of the hospital room I was trapped in for weeks. At least the room colour is different, but there is the same bare furniture in there. Only a desk- a real desk, a bed with a real frame, a shelf, and a two doors. I open the first one to see a bathroom. At least this one has a bathtub, but besides that, its the same. I walk over and try to turn the water on, only for nothing to come out. Is it key operated? How did Dream get this all done to his house? Its frustrating.

I open the second door to see another room. This one has a lot more things in here. It's clearly Dream's room, evident by the pictures on the wall. Why would this even be necessary? I sigh deeply and close the door a little too hard, heading back to my 'room'.

I throw my bags on the floor and flop on the bed and try to listen to downstairs, trying to see what Dream is doing.  There are two voices down there. I can't recognize the second voice. I go to peer out the door, only to hear footsteps come up the stairs. It feels like I will be in trouble if caught being out of my room, so I dart back in. I barley make it to the bed before the door is opened once again.

It reveals a cheery looking Blue. My anxiety melts away as he comes and sits beside me on the bed. He puts a bag of frozen vegetables to my face, hoping to ease the pain slightly.  Wait.. how did he know?

"How are you doing?" he asked, rubbing my back. At least he isn't talking to me like I'm mentally unstable.  He stands up and picks up the bags off the floor.

"Hm? I'm okay. Can't wait to go home in two weeks" I smile, rolling onto my back, keeping a hand on the cold bag.

Blue is putting the clothes I brought away in the shelfs. He stops for a second, looking uncomfortable
"What do you mean, sweetheart? You're here for a long time. Maybe a few years." He says, with a softer, more cautious voice.

I stay silent for a moment, understanding that I've been played. I've been tricked, lied to and now I do not know what to do.

I stand up and head for the door.
"Ink?" Blue asked, coming closer.  It triggers my flight or fight, and I run out the door and down the stairs. I refuse to stay here for any second longer.

"Dream!! Dream!" Blue yelled, trying to get his attention as I make my way to the front door. I'm able to open it, surprised that it wasnt locked or deadbolted.

It's a weird place, I don't exactly recognize it. It's not like any AU I've seen before.  It doesn't stop me as I run far and fast away from that awful house.
I hear screaming behind me, not sure if they're calling after me or to some other people on a phone.

I make a left into the forest, sure that I will loose them in there. I keep running, ingoring the portals being opened around me. Surely other people here to take me back to that stupid house.

The ground under me becomes less solid, probably mud. It makes me loose my balance and fall flat on my face, having enough force for me to slide a bit.
I get up, sitting on my knees and looking down, trying to shake the mud off, seemingly forgetting about the ongoing chase.

Someone grabs my shoulder and keeps me in place, as I squirm and claw at the ground, trying to get any traction. Suddenly, I remember that I have magic. I have magic.
How could I forget?? I try to make a portal, hoping the mud has the right properties to be considered a liquid.  I'm able to travel through most liquids.

It doesn't work as a larger person throws me over their shoulder, pinning me there so I can't get off. It wouldn't matter if I could anyway, there are multiple Sanses around us. I can count at least five by the shoes I see. There's no way I could get far.

I decide to go limp, pressing my face into the persons jacket. Its fluffy and orange, probably made out of cotton or something similar. Its nice to rest in.

Someone comes over and forces the lip of a bottle into my mouth, placing a cloth under it. They tip the bottle up, forcing me to drink it or drown in it. I choose drown, but they don't, pressing a point in my throat. The fluid rushes down my esophagus before I can spit it out.

It works almost instantly, making me dizzy and fatigued. The ground begins to come in and out of focus as Carrot starts to walk. I've figured out that he is holding me.
I hear them talking between eachother, everything seeming to have calmed down now.

I can't tell how long they have been walking, but I know we're close to the house. I'm able to see the floor to the entrance of the house.
We don't make it to the stairs before I completely black out over his shoulder.