Traitor {a dsmp story!}

7; Water Lungs

Heh... call me Zukalus Pookalus 😈
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"Hey uh, Sapnap?" Dream asked, a clear drained expression on his face.

"Oh, yea? What is it Dream?" Sapnap replied.

"Can you come down to the river end with me? We need more fish."

"Yeah I'm up."

"Thanks."

Dream and Sapnap ventured down into the woods, holding their spears and staying close to the rivers edge.

"Hey, uhh, about Tommy.." Sapnap started. He saw Dream frown under his mask. "You don't know he's dead, Dream. We didn't find his body. You read his letter, right? Jack showed me. I just.. There could be a chance he's still here." He put his hand on Dream's shoulder, Dream nudging his hand off.

"Don't talk about it. I don't get your reason for bringing it up." Dream started to walk faster.

Sapnap sighed, holding his arm akwardly. When they reached the end of the hill by the river, Dream stopped. He stood as if a statue, if something was holding him back from everything.

"Dream?" Sapnap concerningly asked. "You okay?"

Tommy

When Tommy opened his eyes, it felt as if his body was weightless. Everything was dark, but it felt so bright. He felt himself sort of dropping, an echo coming across to him.

"Tommy. Don't you feel bad for murdering an innocent person?" A mysterious deep voice flew across the void. It felt as if he was being interrogated.

"What? Innocent? Wilbur was nothing but filth, I.."Tommy urged for approval, his arms shaking slightly.

"Tom, do you remember the day you joined the DSMP? The day he found you and took you in, Tommy how much do you remember of that?" Tommy saw a distant light. As if his eyelids were opening, yet it eased so distant. He felt a piercing pain in his stomach, as if someone has got the sharpest knife and plunged it into him. He felt a trail of water drooling out of his mouth. It was a greenish-yellow colour. The distant light became something other than distant. It was blinding, excruciatingly. He squeezed his eyes shut.

"Beware of your curse, Tommy" The voice gasped out.

"O-oh, yeah I'm fine. Just a bit shaken up." Dream shuddered as he sat at the edge of the river. "I just find it a bit wei-" Dream stopped.

He paused when something hit his foot in the river. A blade. He picked it up and recognised it instantly. It was Tommy's. The sword he lost grasp of in the water. He put it next to him on the grass. He didn't think anything of it, he just drifted off into space. He stared at the trees, spotting a mushroom or two. Sapnap heard a small thud in a sharp corner of the river. Closer to the area of rocks.

"Hey, did you hear that?" Sapnap asks, leaning against Dream's head slightly to get a better view. He looked at Dream, he just shook his head. Dream stood up, taking Tommy's sword with him. They went to examine the rocks, inferring it was most likely an animal that had fallen in.

Dream spotted some blood on rocks, splotches of blood in different amounts.

"Sapnap, go back." Dream commanded. Sapnap hesitated then ran back. He didn't want Dream to snap at him. Nobody wanted that. Everyone was trying to keep there distance because of what happened. First Wilbur, then George. They thought nothing could get worse, yet Tommy was his breaking point.

He was looking out when he saw it.

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cliffhanger who? 

sorry this one's a bit short 💔