Chapter Thirty-Three: Pain

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Dream's POV:

I woke up back in the cell. I looked around to see Error looking of in the distance, zoned out. I gasped and shot up as I noticed his wounds, making him come back to reality.

"You Okay?" Error asked.

"Am I okay?! Error your bleeding!" I responded, seeing more and more wounds cover his body. His eye lights dulled as he smiled softly.

"There's no new wound. She only reopened old ones." He said.

"Error that doesn't make it better..." I whispered as I placed healing magic onto the first wound. "It means she has done this all before."

"I thought that was obvious?" He replied, sending me a confused look as I finished one wound and moved onto the next.

"...Error I don't want you to take all the attacks..." I stated. His eyes shrunk in fear as he grabbed my hands, stopping the healing process.

"Dream, no. You don't have any immunity to her torture." Error quickly answered.

"...What are you so afraid of...?" I couldn't help but softly ask. Tears filled his eyes.

"I'm afraid of losing you guys, especially you. Dream, you don't know what she can do. You haven't gone through this. I have. There is no holding back for her." He responded. I cupped his skull and wiped away his tears.

"... Can you at least tell me one thing she does besides beating you?" I questioned. He shakingly sighed.

"... S-she isn't afraid to use...p..." He muttered the last word.

"What?" I wondered.

"D-Dream. S-She's not afraid to use p-poison... She's poisoned m-me many times, e-even before escaping, t-to the point w-where I'm immune..." Error choked. I felt tears prick my eyes as I hugged him.

"Why didn't you tell us?" I sobbed.

"It was in the past then. Plus, I thought she'd only kidnap me again, so you'd all be safe. Hence why I told Cross, Balance, and You about the map." He explained, half hugging me. I pulled back and looked up happily.

"Wait, Cross! He knows where it is! They'll come for us soon, right?" I asked hopefully. He smiled softly and rubbed my back.

"They'll come for us. I'm not sure of how soon, but they'll come." He answered. I nodded and contuined healing his wounds.

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