Chapter 15.5: How Regrettable

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Had he really been considering it? It was horrible. He was horrible. There had to be another way.

Dream limped over to the window, clutching onto anything that could stop him from falling over and breaking another bone.

Fortunately the window wasn't too far off, and he reached it with only slight trouble.

His room was on the first floor, and if he could climb through and not manage to break his other leg on the way down, it would be a wonderful first step.

He opened up the window, heaved himself up, and stopped halfway through to look down. The ground wasn't too far off at all, but with one leg, it really did seem like a lot of trouble. A lot of trouble, but not impossible.

On the other side, he let his left leg descend first. It was not quite enough to reach the ground yet. He had to hold on tight to the edges of the window.

"Dream?" A voice called out. Startled, he let go and fell flat onto the grass.

Thank the stars for the grass.

It didn't hurt as bad as he had expected. Now he did have to deal with the situation though. He'd been caught by Killer who was holding a few pieces of chopped wood. "Why are you leaving though the window?"

Dream didn't respond. He sat himself up from the grass. What a stupid question. What else could he be possibly trying to do?

His face must have given his thoughts away, because Killer continued without his input. "I think you should head back inside. It's dark and uh, dangerous out here?"

"..."

"... Do you need some help?" Killer tread closer and extended a hand, albeit awkwardly.

However, Dream's gaze was still fixed to the darkness of the forest behind Killer, and he thought.

Maybe there wasn't another way after all.

...

"I'm sorry." Dream said, as he reached for Killer's hand.

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A short one for now
This was before Ink's appearance
It's technically chapter 15.5
Still working on chapter 16 =w=;;b

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