Dream wanted to cry with relief.
He'd been holding his breath for as long as possible. It was ten minutes now. George was close- he was here. It was undeniable. Dream just had to hold on a little longer. He took a deep breath, calming himself down.
Just a little bit longer and he'd be in George's arms again.
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Everyone was on edge. Wilbur looked like he wanted to lash out at one of them every five seconds, but George couldn't blame him. He felt the same way. He was so worried about Dream that he wanted to hit something, and he was so on edge that any time something moved in the corner of his eye his neck practically snapped from how fast his head turned.
He took a moment to take some deep breaths, steeling himself. He needed to be calm; He needed to look casual, like him being here was just another day at work. He had to do it. He had to do it for Dream.
It felt like hours of navigating the halls, Darryl giving them directions through an earpiece George had. They couldn't get all of them one on such short notice, so he was the one leading the group, much to the dismay of Dave and Wilbur.
When they finally got to the elevator, George checked the time on his phone. It had been five minutes since they had gotten in. It had felt like hours to him.
They went down five levels, to the deepest one. They slipped from the elevator and had to scour the halls once more until they found the place they were looking for. Everyone took a moment to soak the rags they had with chloroform, and then George scanned the card.
It was a hallway, just like they had expected. There were twenty doors, ten on each side. George knew Dream's number; He had been repeating it in his head over and over the entire way here. Their newest problem was finding out... The other demon's number.
George refused to call him by name.
"Darryl, I'm gonna hand the earpiece to one of the demons. Check the folder I downloaded onto the flash drive for whoever they describe; We need to find out their number." George took the Bluetooth device out, offering it to the swine-like demon.
"Are you kidding?" Dave growled at him, and George glared in return. The demon seemed to be bristling in anger.
"We need to get them all out of here. They're all Demons, and they're just getting experimented on like cattle." He growled, and George grit his teeth.
"The chances of us getting all of them out of here without being hunted down by the government for the rest of our lives are slim to none." George hissed in return, and Dave just clenched his fists, not seeming to care in the slightest. George threw his hands up, scoffing.
"Fine. You want to get them all out? Here's the plan." He got closer, making the demon puff up his chest more.
"You better tear this place apart. You can kill these people for all I care; they've hurt too many people for me to care. But here's the catch." George stood strong against the demon, not even a bit threatened.
"You burn it to the ground after; You make sure that all of their backed up security footage is completely decimated. And you wait until after Dream and the three of us are long gone." He told him firmly, and Dave smiled in a way that would make any sane human terrified. Too bad George wasn't one of them.
"You've got yourself a deal, George."
And George was glad to say he didn't regret the decision to group with them one bit.
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