The dream maker

chapter 11 : pain and madness

"WHAT ?!  what are you talking about ?!"  shouted Klaus

"what other explanation would it be ! ? you woke up in a fridge you must have been dead ! right ? ! "

" … I did die in the last dream "

" which proves my point ! " said Roy throwing his hand in the air

" but making sense doesn't make any sense in here ! "

" it doesn't matter ! "

"you mean … I shou.. I should … " muttered Klaus with despair

" I'm really sorry Klaus , it's either that or going through an obscure endless nightmare that god knows where or when would it end , It's an ugly choice , but it's way prettier than the rest of the choices you got "

He spoke no word , he sat there for a moment , he sat there while the undead hammer the door and scream continuously that even Roy heard them !! , he looked to his side to find a root forceps laying on the closet floor , its just the thing he needed but never wanted , he put the phone on the drawer next to him , he took deep breaths thinking " what the hell am I doing ! " he holds the forceps tightly with his sweaty cold grip , he locked the cold metal jaws of the forceps on the last grinder form the left side , his breath went crazy again , he closed his eyes tightly and then swiftly pulls down with all what's left of his strength ,

It is now , he knows how hard it is to pull a steady grinder out , specially without anesthetics .. the crackling that comes out when its removed strikes loudly to his ears , it is even worse when it reaches the nerve that felt like a driller carving a hole in his head , associated with a high pitch buzz shattering and imploding in his mind , the taste of hot iron blood that never dripped from his stabbed heart , now takes over  in his mouth , and of course … heat , and scorching unbearable pain…

The first grinder didn't come out yet , he didn't know he had to put more power to pull it off and now it is kind of stuck in the middle , which only forced him to pull it again even though it is already torturing him , Roy can hear the screams of his friend , but he couldn't do anything , how could he when he's in a totally different world ?! , he closed his eyes , put hands to his temples and tried hard not to visualize the amount of pain Klaus is going through .

Klaus also knew he must hurry at it , because the door is almost broken .

With shaky bloody slippery hands he gets a good grip on the second grinder from the back , determined not to repeat the mistake he made with the first one , he wrests it with failing attempts to ignore the massive pain he's in , he quickly heads to the third … seems like the number of his teeth  is the only number that matters in his whole life right now .

Worm blood started dripping off his elbows after crossing its way from his bloody hands and mouth , the closet floor was soon smudged in it , and Klaus lined up his teeth in front of him , his screams got louder , his body got even colder , his hands shivered harder , his mouth was flooded with blood , and the door can't take any more hammering

" Klaus , are you ok ?! " desperately asked Roy , trying to inform Klaus that he's still with him

"NOOOOO ! "   screamed Klaus with the loudest of his Raucous  voice ,

Roy startled , he couldn't handle the screams of his best friend being tortured , he throws  the phone on the table in front of him helplessly and wiped his gloomy face with his hands ,.

His mouth  now is almost empty , as he starts gradually to lose his vision , and his strength as well , he can't even reach to his mouth any more for the last grinder from the bottom right , he pulls out a loose thread from his pants slowly , he ties one end to his half pulled tooth , that he failed to pull out at once , and the other end to the handle of the closet around the shelves pole , then rested his eyes , almost fainted and drugged with pain , the undead then busted the door open seconds after , pulling Klaus's last tooth .