The Lion Sleeps Tonight - A Hermitcraft Fanfic

Nightmares

BDubs woke up in a cold sweat. And also face-first on the floor. He groaned, pushing himself back up into bed, and made a noise of protest when he saw the sun peeking up over the horizon. He had by no measure gotten enough sleep, what with all these stupid nightmares waking him up in the middle of the night.

He yawned loudly, and dragged himself out of bed again, blankets wrapped around him like a cape. He stepped onto his balcony, blinking the glare of the sun out of his eyes. He looked over New New Hermitville, a smile appearing on his face. He loved the town. His and Keralis' work was beautiful. Oh, and speak of the devil-

"BUBBLES!"

Keralis appeared out of nowhere, shouting. He half-crashed, half-landed beside BDubs. BDubs stumbled back, startled. He crashed into the wall as he did so, bumping his head. Keralis picked himself up off the floor, at first slowly but then quickly, rushing over when he saw BDubs gingerly rubbing the the spot he'd hit with his hand.

Keralis quickly began to assess BDubs for a concussion, checking to see if he could walk in a straight line, talk coherently, tell Keralis how many fingers he was holding up, all that. When Keralis was no longer concerned that BDubs might have a concussion, he turned his attention to something he'd noticed whilst he was doing that: the heavy bags under BDubs' eyes.

"Bubbles... when was the last time you slept?"

"Last night. I only just woke up."

"Y-you've been sleeping every night? No all-nighters?"

"I've been trying to get my full eight hours, yeah. Why?"

"You look really tired."

BDubs chuckled.

"Wow. Guess the nightmares have been affecting me more than I realized. Huh."

"What nightmares!?"

BDubs sighed and shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. Keralis watched this motion, concerned. BDubs shrugged, and chuckled again.

"They're really nothing. Just some bad memories resurfacing."

"BUBBLES!" Keralis complained, "They're clearly not nothing if they're making you that tired!"

BDubs sighed again, shrugging. He fought back a yawn, but to no avail. At this, Keralis gave him a Look.

Five minutes later, BDubs found himself on a couch, describing his nightmares to Keralis. Keralis was intensely taking notes, connecting each and every similarity with arrows. Anyone who saw the paper on Keralis' clipboard without any context at all would think that Keralis was some kind of eccentric conspiracy theorist or something, with all the seemingly spurious connections being made.

BDubs honestly thought that Keralis was going just a smidgen over the top here. Why was Keralis so hell-bent on finding a similarity between all of the nightmares? It wasn't as if they had a magical source or something. They were just bad dream, probably brought on by BDubs thinking too hard about stressful things like Demise. Those happen.

But then Keralis looked at his clipboard in surprise. He crossed out a lot of things, and violently checked one, before looking up.

"You know that sequence of numbers you mentioned?"

"7629-60-4583?"

"What do they mean to you?"

"I dunno. Nothing much."

"Because they were in every single dream you had."

BDubs gasped, and began to think harder about that sequence. The format sounded familiar in a strange sort of way, like... Like... Like coordinates! BDubs sat up, and quickly explained his findings to Keralis. The numbers were coordinates. And so, the two decided on a natural course of action: go on an adventure to find those coordinates. Because following weird dream messages always works out great for everyone.

Yes. The last sentence is absolutely always true. Nothing will ever go wrong. Nope

I've been Entropy, peace out from the present!