Depression... A Sansest Story.

About 2 more chapters left. Whoop.

Well, no one requested shit, so that chapter was a waist of one, but HEY! I got an idea, but...

I don't feel the spark for writing this book anymore, but I am not discontinuing it.

I'm just gonna stop after SciFell, which is the farthest from complete. Well...

I might just do all four(CrossMare, Kreme, AfterDeath I think, SciFell) in one chapter, but meh.

Enjoy probably the last time you'll see an A/N in this book!

oh. I drew Nightmare, Horror, and Dust!! I'll try to add it at the end of this chapter? Hopefully.

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Sci paced his office, beads of sweat running down his skull. He was nibbling on his fingers slightly, his eye lights dim and eyesockets tilted down away from each other. Everyone who hadn't been abducted by DS Dream was in his office, trying to figure out a plan for this.

They had to do this after DS Ink launched an attack on them, and had taken Cross. Waiting was no longer an option after they'd taken someone else.

To anyone, Cross was a sign to work harder, but Nightmare was the one who had planned this meeting. Losing Cross to Dream was hard enough, and that made him feel something he hadn't felt since he'd seen how much love Dream was getting, but Cross getting kidnapped was the worst feeling.

It was weird, though, no matter how much Cross annoys him, he couldn't be glad he was gone, and he couldn't hold himself back from saving him as any good person would do...

Ink stood up and grabbed Sci's shoulders, making him stop. "It's going to be okay... We're all worried about him, and everyone else." He soothed, nodding to Dust, who's eye lights were gone, missing. He'd been out of it since Blue had been kidnapped, almost like a switch had been pressed on his mind and turned it completely off.

Killer had been shivering uncontrollably, and they knew it was because of Dream. Even Nightmare, who hadn't dare speak about it.

Ink was probably the one who had taken it the best, him knowing that Error would be okay. He's strong. Unlike me. Ink thought, letting go of his friend and staring down at the vials that were the key to emotion. I can't even feel.

Nightmare stood up, eye alight and tentacles ready to attack. "Without dream here, I can't keep the balance to this world. We need a plan. Now." Of course, this was an excuse, but it was true.

Darkness was taking over the multiverse, infecting people's minds, and so much more. Nightmare would be happy for this if this was in any other circumstance.

And he was not happy at this moment. Every second could mean the destruction of the multiverse, and another reason Nightmare couldn't pinpoint, but he knew it had to do with the oreo.

Ink nodded, knowing his friends and boyfriend were in trouble.

And they were the only people who could save them.

Sci moved everything off of his desk and put down a paper, having blueprints on it.

(sorry short chapter I won't have any internet tomorrow!)