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"He's GONE, he's DEAD." Dead dream/ghost dream story

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Parts 43
Time 2h 27m

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This story is inspired by "he's DEAD." By WeebPatch, go check it out! Their an AMAZING WRITER! 

 It was supposed to just be a regular walk in the forest. How could it have turned into this? Dream, the most powerful man on the Dream SMP besides DreamXD, dead. But how? The last thing he was doing was walking in the forest like he usually did, then.. he was dead.

Was this a suicide? Was it even possible to do this to yourself? Or is it something more than that?

How will the members of the Dream SMP figure out what happened to Dream, who is now a ghost, that only remembers what happened as he was alive? With tubbo leading the investigation, only time will tell when his death gets solved.
!TW!
Gore
Cussing
Mentions Of Murder
Murder
Tons of angst
+ more

IF ANY OF THE ABOVE TRIGGER WARNINGS MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, OR IS ONE OF YOUR TRIGGERS, THIS BOOK ISNT FOR YOU.

!COVER ART IS MINE!

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Status; finished

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