Monster madness. (Dsmp Zombie Apocalypse Au)

chapter 4, What happened here?

Hello, hope your enjoying this story so far. I try as much as I can to help you and my eye sight ain't cooperating with me, that's why my spelling is kinda bad or Grammer for the pass chapters. But please do enjoy!

Time: 17:37 September 14th 2023

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George was busy listening to music, minding his own business. He began to think of Wilbur and what had happened. He's face began to heat up, remembering how close he was to him.

Smells like spruce wood on a misty cold rainy day. He smells like mushrooms would grow on him- I'm a mushroom man. But- no-! George, he literally irritats the living hell out of you. Stop, he just smells nice. Nothing more- ... George's thoughts abruptly stopped.

He was looking out the window at the time, but as the car went pass him. George saw Wilbur threw the window, he was going to give a disgusted face but then he couldn't. He saw Wilbur's eyes were pulled at the back the second his eyes went back open. He wasn't blinking, his eyes were white, his white part of his eyes were only showing. He was breathing heavily and almost looked distorted.

This scared George, what was happening to Wilbur? Is he okay? Is he dieing? He looked as if he was in a trans, a few seconds later of panicking, not sure if he should tell or point to Nikki to tell, but suddenly technoblade shaked him for something. Wilbur's eyes blinked, it was backed to normal. George's eyes widened when he saw him jump and his chest moving up and down, almost hyperventilating.

What the...hell happened to him? Should I go talk to him about it? I need to ask him, what if it was a stroke or something. As much as I don't like Wilbur I need to check if his alright.. George thought, he knew he needed to try to talk to him at the next stop.

He saw Wilbur go on his phone, he's breathing calming down. He muttered something under his breath and he stared at something in the car. George was scared for Wilbur to even close his eyes again.

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TW: panic attack, Claustrophobia, gore, descriptive writing!!!

Dream leaned on the car's cold window, loosing focus of his eye sight, falling asleep.

The second he opened his eyes to an occurrence he never thought to ever witness. He was in a box, a very claustrophobic box. Very closed in, Dream wouldn't be able to move his arms nor his legs. He instantly got triggered, he was claustrophobic. On top of that, he was in a box and there was blood on him.

He looked around on himself. He had a dagger in his hand, blood seeping down his hands and his ear. He started to hyperventilate shortly after. He heard no sounds other then himself, he's breaths getting faster and him not breathing. He started to sweat, he didn't know where he was, he heard no one around, he only could wonder where and why he was here.

"GEORGE? S- S- SAPNAP!?" he yelled, maybe the only thing he could do.

No answer, he couldn't hear anyone nor anything. "G-GEORGE- T-TECHNO!? ANYBODY!? GET ME OUT! PLEASE!" Dream yelled, banging on the incosed box. It had a door, he tried to unlock it but you couldn't even if you tried. It could only be open from the outside. He knew there was no hope.

He looked more into the box, it was ragged and the wood looked like it was going to break at any moment or another of those swings and a kick. It was a rotten, the wood had mose growing on it.
Dream was in a panicking state, not breathing, he heald his neck and rummaged his hair. He couldn't think anymore, he was screaming. Only because he knew he could. No one was there.