George's POV
Finally I sigh, It's now 6 PM which means time to go home. I am exhausted from getting only a few hours of sleep and the long day at work, I feel about ready to pass out.
As I walk home I get the feeling that I'm being watched again but I don't check, I'm to tired. I start to hear footsteps behind me so I walk a little faster, when the sound also gets quicker I become scared is someone following me.
Suddenly I feel a hand grab my arm and I'm spun around. Now face to face with the most terrifying thing ever. It's a man but he has a strange mask, one I have never seen before. A pail white that almost glows with the setting sun, a smile that looks like it was drawn by a child painted on the front.
He is quite tall with a yellow hoodie maybe it's green and golden hair. The grip he has on my arm is tight. "Hello my beautiful boy" he said, I'm confused about why he called me beautiful but I still felt heat rise to my cheeks. His voice is kinda nice, smooth like honey.
He suddenly puts a cloth to my face and I let out a yelp, struggling to get away. I try not to breathe in but fail and everything starts to get fuzzy, slowly turning black.
Dreams POV
He blushed when I called him my beautiful boy, he's even cuter when he blushes.
I put the cloth to his face, it was just some anastasia to make him sleep. When his bloody went limp I knew it worked.
He was surprisingly light when I picked him up. I got back onto the roof and started to run along them back home, I didn't get slowed down to much because he wasn't heavy.
When I finally got to my house I unlocked the door and went to the basement. It had a bed in the corner a chair and table for eating and some chains along the wall. I moved the chair to the middle of the room and placed him in it. I then got rope and tied his hands and feet to the chair tight enough to leave marks, I don't want my boy escaping now do I.
Once I was done I stood back to admire my work, satisfied I walked back upstairs and made sure the lock the door behind me. He would wake up soon, maybe in an hour or two, I will check on him then.
Short chapter today
I'm literally writing this in school
Eat, drink, sleep and have a wonderful day/night
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Missing
FanfictionDream is a killer, a psychopath, addicted to the thrill it gives him. George is just the poor boy that seems to catch his eye. Will dream make george love him or will george do that all on his own?
