The Gateway of the mind

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(This song is not Time and Tide, that song will be put into a later chapter.)

Fundy woke up sweating and heavy breathing. He looked around his room. It was dark, and cold. The sheets felt heavy and whenever he tried to move, it felt like his bones were melting, his head felt like it was gonna fall right then and there. His vision was blurry and his eyes were redish. He looked and felt high. Fundy looked around his room, still laying in the bed, nuzzling into the fluffy pillow under his head, trying to breath, slowly. He imagined Clay was there, hugging him, saying everything will be alright, and telling him, "I love you" over, and over, and over again. But he wasn't it was just him, alone.

Forever.

He stood up on his bed and looked out the window, behind him. The luminous city, with different colored lights, in the distance. The dark road, being as quiet as possible, some cars driving by every few minutes. It looked like something out of a cyberpunk movie. The thing was, what woke Fundy up, was the buzzing of his phone. Who or what could it be at 4 am in the morning? He looked at the screen, and watched as an unknown number was texting him.... what the hell?

Immediately blocking the number, out of annoyance and fear, trowing his phone on the bed and going down stairs, sudently having the mood to grab a cup of  choco milk uwu and just sit back scrolling through Twitter. He scrolled, and scrolled, until he stumbled upon, an new article as a recommendation. "Mysterious signs link to murders all around Florida. Coincidence ? People think not" out of curiosity he tapped the screen and read the article. It had photos, of random dead bodies, and what the people's name was. A boy cut in half, a teen with they're head off, etc. every and each one of these pictures had something in common. They had one name written in blood on the walls. "Felidae". "Felidae is the god-like entity for it's believers. It is suspected a cult is among us."

How stupid.

He texts Clay the article. Even if it was 4 am, he knows the poor guy stays until morning to edit videos, alone. So, he would like some joking around right? They had a pretty friendly conversation, a lot of giggles. It made Fundy feel great. But the thought of murders in Dream's state (and it turns out close to his house too) made his incredibly uncomfortable in his own skin. He puts on his headphones and puts some music from his playlist. Hm... what would make him feel better? Oh. Yes. "Time and Tide" from his favorite childhood movie. "The plague dogs".

I don't feel, no pain no more

I don't feel, no pain no more

He doesn't feel no pain no more. Talking to Dream made him feel better. It always works. He just wishes Dream was there. Next to him, and saying those things to his face. And smiling, and... he starts he began to cry. Dream would never feel those things for him. He's not even into guys is he ? It's... painful. His heart was breaking, and breaking, and breaking, over and over again. It's not fair. Why was this happening to him and only him? Why couldn't this happen to anyone else. It was hard to breath. He couldn't breath.

I've left this cruel world behind

I've found my peace of mind.

He wished he found his peace of mind. Everything was going dark. Everything felt heavy. Wait... this reminded him of the article. In the article, there were different priests commenting they're own opinions on the "Cult" option. There was one priest by the name of Favorin. He called out the symbols that were next to the corpses. He said about something the "Gateway of the Mind"? Weird. But the only thing that matters, is Clay. He's not getting hurt. Not on Fundy's way.

I don't feel,

no pain no more.

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POGGERS

Sorry for not posting updates that much i have something called "School"
And i also like something called "Drawing"
An—
What do you mean "life"?
Never heard of that 🤔

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