The Dreamer - Arc 1 out of 3

Leora's Dream- Mental

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The following includes Sam (@voiceondainternet on TikTok), & Bex's (@britishcatswitch on TikTok) writings.

Chase Wood belongs to Sam. Leora Clark belongs to Bex.
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Leora was now just scared and confused man. She just wandered around calling for the other three.

"Hey! Over here!" Chase's voice came from a room nearby. He poked his head out and waved at Leora from down the hall a little ways.

Leora sighed and ran over  "you scared me! Did you find DJ and Ryker yet?"

Chase shook his head, looking around a little. "No I haven't yet." he said. "But I'm sure they are around here somewhere." He smiled, looking down the hall. He then started to walk down it.

Leora followed him. "Hey... we're gonna make it out of here safe and sound. I've got two great people to go back to and you have your wife!" Leora said excitedly.

He swallowed hard and glanced over his shoulder at Leora. "Right..." Chase looked back forward, not saying anything else. He seemed uncomfortable, and tensed at the word wife.

Chase turned down another hallway, this place seemed to never stop. A never ending maze. They walked and walked looking for DJ and Ryker, not finding anything.

Leora stopped, she was getting confused. Leora was smarter than most gave her credit for. "Hey Chase? What's going on?" She asked.

Chase looked around a little and frowned as he stopped walking. "I.. don't know. I feel like we have just been walking in circles." He sighed.

Leora crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at him. "I think we are... I think now is a great time for a dream related fun fact!" She said and grinned.

Chase frowned a little more. "Leora... now is not the time for dream related fun facts." He said flatly. "We are on a quest to help save others who are not waking up. DJ and Ryker have gone missing, my wife is asleep now. And to top things off, we seem to be lost." He continued, turning back around to keep walking.

stressed boi is stressed.

Leora frowned, "hey fun facts help reset the brain. Plus I think something is really weird with you and this place. Why'd you react like that when I brought up Astrid?"

Chase bit the inside of his lip and stopped, turning to look at Leora again. "How else am I suppose to react when my wife is asleep and I'm here not able to take care of her?" He shrugged. "Am I just supposed to go around acting like nothing is wrong? Because I certainly can if that is how this all goes." He continued.

Leora frowned, "well no..." she said softly and rubbed her arm, "I was worried is all." She said unhappily. "But we can keep going, do you have a plan on how to figure out where we've been and where we're going? Wandering blindly hasn't helped much."

Chase raised an eyebrow, shifting his weight at the sudden change of conversation. He then shook his head and looked around. "No, I don't have a plan." He said. "But I agree, wandering isn't helping much."

Leora sat down and opened her back pack, "I think I have an idea." She said and started digging around for a sharpie or pen.

While Leora searched her bag, Chase watched for a moment before looking off down the hall. Suddenly, the room got eerily quiet. Chase took a few steps down the hall cautiously. "Leora.. we should-"

Before Chase could finish his sentence, he was pulled up into the air, roughly and fast. Leora wouldn't have seen who, or what, pulled him up but he disappeared into the vent above. His scream out of pain echoed through the vent and the hallway. The sound of him being continuously dragged through the vent, that Leora could not access, and his cries started to fade as he was dragged further away.