George, Dream, and Sapnap find themselves trapped in Minecraft. They get to work speedrunning as safely as possible, but unforeseen obstacles get in their way over and over. As things get slowly worse and worse, they can either accept the new reality and cope, or survive in denial. ____ This is not related to "Free the Game, Beat the End" despite the similar name. It wasn't an influence bc I haven't read it. This is entirely separate and mine, please don't compare them. ____ This took a year to write, starting in December 2020 (so it's dated.) Just keep in mind that it's before the first fall of L'Manberg, around the first Tales of the SMP, after Roadtrip came up but before Mask, before any of them met up irl besides George and Wilbur. ____ TW // blood, slight gore, claustrophobia, implied vomiting I probably should rate it mature, but it's up to you to read or not. Contains sexual jokes and flirting, swearing, deep and mature themes. My work always has twists and turns. ____ A billion thanks to the cover artist Anjitriestodraw for slaving away countless hours just to make it unique for me and better than I ever hoped <3

[DNF Prison!AU] "New roomie, how great." The man spoke with deep sarcasm, voice rough as if unused. "Haven't had one in a while." He stood up, easily towering over George. He was built, definitely very strong, but didn't look too bulky. His face was as serious as was his voice and posture. If this guy decided to rock his shit, George knew he was screwed. He greatly hesitated before asking, but then decided it's in his best interest to get to know his new cellmate. "W-why, what happened to the last one?" He tried his best to sound casual and absolutely not frightened to death, but his voice came out a little choked up. "Well, let's just say we had our disagreements." Oh. "Wait, they let you change cellmates?" "Why, you trynna run off already?" He felt his heart drop, even after realizing this was probably this guy's idea of a joke. George wasn't sure if he should laugh it off or remain quiet. "'Course they don't. What do you think this is, summer camp?" or DNF Prison!AU where George needs help chasing off what seems to be every horny bastard in the prison and he ends up accidentally roping his new cellmate into helping him.

When Dream feels his heart rate speed up at the end of George's Livestream, he knows he's too far gone. "This feels so wrong," George says and repeats. Dream clicks off the stream, the sounds of labored breathing filling the room as he tried to stem the panic he was feeling. The next day, after he had just barely dragged himself away from the edge of oblivion and heartache he would never return from, he felt the first tickle at the back of his throat. He coughed roughly, it sounded like he had fluid in his lungs or something. Pneumonia, maybe? But instead of coughing up mucus or phlegm, his eyes widened in shock at the taste of blood in is mouth. || Gream // DreamNotFound Hanahaki Story. There will be angst, slow burn, blood, vomiting, contemplation of suicide, anxiety attacks, and more. Do not read if this bothers you. You have been warned. ||