22, [Name] became a therapist to help others. After meeting a guy named Wilbur, she was introduced to L'maburg hospital, her new place of work. But how come the people here feels so familiar to her when she hadn't met them, especially Dream?
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[Name] POV:
Everything hurts. I'm in so much pain, especially in my back. And I barely remember what happened. Somehow I got stabbed in the back with a knife after that I blacked out. I hope everyone is okay. I shift my eyes open a tiny bit. I'm surrounded by people, mainly boys. My vision is blurry too.
"Easy. He wants me so I'll offer him a trade." Dream's voice. What trade? What is he talking about?
"Are you crazy?!" Is that Skeppy's voice too?
"Maybe. But this madness needs to stop."
Dream gets up and walks towards the door. No, I have to stop him from leaving.
"D-Clay! S-stop!" I tried to yell his name but it ended up being a coughing mess of words. My back is in so much pain.
"Princess?"
I can see his face clearly. He glanced me down with tried eyes. My concern for him only grows as I lock eyes with him.
"Don't you dare give yourself up! I can't— Won't lose you again!"
I tried to sit up, but Bad pushed me back down onto the floor gently. He murmured something I can't quite make out.
"I have to, for you! For everyone's safety," Dream stated. Tears filled his eyes.
"Bullshit. I don't want this. Who knows what he will do to you!"
How could he possibly think he would be able to just hand himself over to the bad guy. Especially on my watch, no way in hell am I willing to lose him.
"But--"
"Are you willing to forget me?" I asked. I looked him dead in the eye.
"What?"
"Are you willing to forget about me?" I asked again.
"No. Of course not."
"Well then don't sacrifice yourself, cause the chances of that happening is 99 percent, if not 100."
The other boys look between me and Dream. Either they were scared or shocked by our conversation. I don't like yelling or bossing people around but I won't let anyone be put in danger if I can stop it from happening.
We waited a few minutes in silence. Before Skeppy or Zak broke the silence by opening a box.
"So does anyone else got a plan? Cause I think I might," he said. He pulled out a keycard.
"It's simple really. We just have to change Tommy's memories!"
"How?"
"With this. Philza's keycard. He used to work with Wilbur before he left a month ago. I bet he still has some of the information on how Wilbur made the memories in his old office. It is on the one next to Wilbur's. So on the top floor of the building."
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