How to Fix the Broken

Chapter 28: Danger

Blood splattered Inks face.

Dream screamed. Loud and pain filled. He coughed, Blood poured out of his mouth and stomach.

"No... no... No. NO!" Lust screamed kicking at the wall behind him,to the point where he stood on the wall pulling on his chains. He summoned bones and shot them at Ink, only for them to fizzle out the second they left Lust's reach. Instead he started picking at the locks.

Ink was now standing, knife forgotten, watching Lust struggle. He dropped the bone, magic exasperated. He had nothing. These chains where magic suppressing.

"Ha. Pathetic." He said when Lust collapsed on the floor. He walked over to Lust and started abusing him and his body in the same way he had Blue and Dream. When he was finished, he left, locking the cell behind him.

Locking Dream and Lust in the cold dark... the only light coming from Lust's and Dream's ectoplasm.

"No..." Lust's voice cracked. "Dream." His voice cracked again, his ecto body dropping, leaving him in Dream's dim light. He looked up at the bleeding skeleton.

He didn't respond. In fact... he wasn't moving.

"Dream...?" Lust asked pushing himself off the floor. His eye lights were gone. His head was lolled to the side with a blank expression. Blood continued to trickle from his stomach and mouth.

"Dream?!" Lust started to panic. He tugged at his chains. This couldn't be happening.

Dream couldn't die.

Please, he begged the deities, please don't let him die.

"DREAM!!" He screamed out loud, "DREAM PLEASE!! SAY SOMETHING!! MOVE!! ANYTHING!! PLEASE! Please..." his voice cracked and tears stained his face.

The soft glow around Dream flickered and dimmed. Then it went dark. Leaving Lust alone in the pitch black. "Dream...please..." When there was nothing he collapsed, pulling his legs in and just laying there. As close to the monster he had fallen for as he could.

"Dream hasn't dusted yet... Dream hasn't dusted yet..." he continued to remind himself.

Dream was not dead yet. And he could only hope for help.

Nightmare shot farther into the unpinpointable ball of negativity. He found three very familiar auras. Lust. Dream. Ink

Inks turned into sick joy. Then Dreams was gone and Lusts skyrocketed.

He shot up from the floor. "Shit!" He yelled out. "We need to leave now!" Nightmare reached to grab Blue, but he jumped out of the way, teleporting and disappearing.

"Damn it! He's can't go there by himself!!"

"Where?" Horror asked quietly.

"The doodle sphere..." Nightmare whispered... he couldn't get into the doodle sphere.

When he opened his eye he was greeted with the familiar golden world, it made his spine tingle.

*you feel your sins crawling down your spine.

Blue blinked, dropped to the ground that most people didn't know existed and ran as fast as his legs could.

His scarf flowed in the wind caused by Blue's speed, but he couldn't care less. All that filled his mind was worried and horrified thoughts of his friends.

After what felt like hours running through the endless golden-white world he stopped, sweat poured down his cheeks and spine.

He reached out, touched the invisibility shield, disintegrating it.