Skeppy POV
I needed this. Even though I know this is a dream, it feels good to swing my sword for once. I have blood all over my armor, but it's easy to get rid of. I don't like the screams though. They don't make me feel good, bad in fact. But I didn't hurt anyone for real so it's fine. It was dark. But my sword blade had a shiny glow on it.
"Just imagine like slaying a dragon with this sword. That would be really cool."
I didn't say this to anyone in particular, but everyone was still scared.I felt mostly good. Other then the screams.
"Okay, it was fun, but I'm going to wake up now."
Everyone waved. Weird. Dream logic.
I woke up. Nice. I didn't have to clean my sword or anything.
There wasn't any blood on me. I felt good.
Darryl: oh you're up! We were just talking about last night.
"Why, what happened last night?"
Vincent: oh! You didn't hear? There were a ton of murders last night.
"What?"
Darryl: yeah someone was in a killing spree list night. According to George, they had a sword like yours. I would suspect it was you, if they didn't look so different from what you look like. And you wouldn't do that anyway.
I am going to throw up.
I ran to another room and g a bucket. I started to vomit.
Vincent: sorry. we didn't mean to freak you out.
I still felt sick and continued to empty myself of any food.
Darryl: it's ok! It's fine. We didn't know you were squeamish.
"I'm not."
I finally stopped puking.
"I..."
Darryl: then why are you acting like this?
"I think I killed them."
Vincent: no, I don't think that you would do that.
"But I had a dream about killing everyone last night. And from what Darryl said it could have only been me."
They didn't respond.
"And, ugh. The screams. Those were horrid."
Vincent: ... Hm... Ok. You know what? Whatever.
"What?"
Vincent: yeah. That's what I said. We can't change the past. And we don't even know if it was you. So let's not freak out or anything ok Zak?
I nodded.
Darryl: yeah. it's ok. It's all ok.
We left for the market. We needed food. Saved it was something to get my mind off what I did.
Vincent POV
It couldn't have been him. It doesn't make sense. But when gave me specifics, everything fell into place, but it doesn't feel like it was him. I don't know. Judging from the way George talked, it sounds like assassinations aren't too weird. But since our appearance everyone's been really paranoid. I'm to tired for this, I'll wait until there's more info.
Let's just keep our guard up.
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Castle
Fanfictionthe trio go drink a weird potion and go back to medieval times. trying to remember who they are, they head to a castle. wait who decided to put a T an castle?? they must've been drunk. This is really old and while the idea is cool, the execution is...