just a boy.

the creek.

dream didn't know how long he'd been walking. hours? days? time didn't matter.

the blood trail had faded a while ago but the smell was clearer than ever. rot and death and old soil. the creek ran down into a valley it's water was black and freezing. the mountains surrounding the sides were tall and grey, nothing was growing here. the water smelt off too, like something had died in it a very long time ago and had never fully washed away. this place fitted technoblade.

he hated that name.

they were friends once, and then one day something just changed, he was different, there was something off about him.

he was going to watch him bleed.

he was going to make him bleed.

"dream-,"

dream spun around reaching for his sword. wilbur and sapnap started back at him. their armour was dirty and their faces streaked with drops of sweat and tears. sapnap raised his eyebrow at dreams sword which was pointing at his chest. he lowered it.

"tommy and tubbo wanted to come but we made them stay," wilbur said, his tone was soft but wary, like dream was another bomb about to go off.

"well actually they tried to sneak after us but tommy's really loud, they're with the others" said sapnap.

"what are you guys doing here,"

"we were george's friends t- ,"

"it's not the same- ,"

"we know," wilbur said. and when dream looked at them he could tell that they really did.

"it was techno," it hurt to say that name.

"so let's go get him," sapnap said in a quite voice, a grin beginning to form.

"let's go get him."