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~Out Of Luck~

-Zak's POV-

~Afternoon, 1:57pm~

I perfectly landed and moved out of the way. Darryl jumped. I watched as he fell, I couldn't look away. But just as I thought he was going to die, he rolled when he made contact with the ground and almost immediately got back up on his feet, I was impressed, yet worried. 

Darryl looked very dizzy. I glanced back over at George and Jacob. Jacob looked ok, but Georges leg didn't look good. It looked sprained, or worse, broken!

George was crying but he held most of it in. Jacob rushed to his side and helped him stand even though he was shorter than George.

Darryl - "We have to go!"

I glanced back up at the window where we jumped from, but didn't see Dream.

I began running towards the street.

Jacob - "Stop! We could lose him in the forest!"

Darryl began helping Jacob carry George towards the forest.

But wait, don't all people in horror movies die in the forest?! (Usually)

I had no time to think anything else, and followed the others into the trees beyond.

Once we made it into the trees, we found a stump and set George down next to it.

Darryl - "We might have to-"

Jacob - "We're not leaving him behind. He won't be a burden any longer. Come on George, you need to. For our sake."

George - "B-But-"

Jacob - "NO! WE NEED YOU RIGHT NOW!"

George - "I don't want to hurt you!"

Jacob - "SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LISTEN HERE. CHANGE, BECOME WHAT YOU NEED TO. IT WILL BE WORTH IT!"

Darryl and I were shocked when Jacob slapped George.

George - "STOP!"

Jacob - "COME ON! WEAKLING! BECOME STRONGER!"

George was in tears now.

Jacob - "Come on. George, I believe in you."

George smiled while crying. George stood up with ease, laughing. Jacob threw him a weird flask which I'm not sure where he got from, and George drank from it. 

Jacob - "You ready to kick some ass pal?"

George - "Alright. We can do this."

Jacob - "YEAH!"

Something in Jacobs pocket began glowing, the cube!

Jacob - "Come on Zak, Darryl. We can't keep running, we gotta face him or we'll just keep dying."

All of us turned around and began running towards the house, my brain was full of sadness, bravery, and questions. I had no time to think. This is it, the final battle, the finale. 

We saw Dream running towards us after a few seconds of running. 

Dream had four arms. Two of which looked normal, and the other two being long, sharp, spikes. He was tall and his eyes were gone. His teeth were sharp and his nose was basically gone only leaving nostrils. He had no mask, and barely a face.

Dream stopped a few feet in front of us and so did we.

Clay - "So you had the courage to face your fears?"