A Call For Help

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*Inside Emma's head/dream*

Emma's POV

"Help!" I hear people calling. "Where are you?!" I scream. I'm stuck in pitch black. Then, I see the images of three people, one wearing a sleeveless white dress with a white beret, another wearing entirely grey and a top that shows way too skin, and another wearing a striped shirt with a pink beanie. And then the image disappears as I hear a familiar voice...

*Real*

"Emma? Emma, wake up!" I hear. It's Herobrine sitting beside me on the bed. "You're crying, Emma. Did you have a bad dream?" He asks. "Kinda. These people were calling for help and I didn't know where they were." I tell him. Herobrine takes my hand. "It's just a dream. It's not real." He says. "Oh, by the way... Lindsey tormented me while you were sleeping. Just thought you'd like to know." I laugh. Imagining what she did to him... To funny! She probably took something of his or tried to draw a mustache on me or something. Hmm. Glad it's not the second one!

Endersnow (Talking Mobs sequel)Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora