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It was time. It was time for Tommy to stab Dream until he bled to death, just like he said at the tower outside of the prison.
I don't know why he wanted to do it, and that badly. I thought Dream was a good person. Although, Tommy really seemed like he knew that Dream was a bad person, so I went along with it and supported Tommy with the plan he was trying to carry out. I trust him.
It's not like It's something too big, we were only going to take one of his three canon lives, and Tommy did need to get all of his emotions out somehow after whatever happened with him... Tubbo told me that he was going through something huge, but however, never told me exactly what he was going through.
We both then got lead by Sam up a very big, black staircase into a room that had levers on the right side of the wall, some black rope in the left corner of the room, and a pool of lava ahead of us. I look around the room a bit, knowing fully well that Tommy was in the room with me, and had a dragger inside of his pockets.
"Face forward, and try not to move."
Sam said, with the same tone he had used on us while being inside of the prison. I was determined to get Tommy over to Dream, and I wanted to act good for Sam, hoping it would improve Tommy's chances of killing Dream.
"Okay, I'm facing forward and trying not to move!"
I replied to Sam, giving him a small smile.
Before I knew it, a black rope went around my wrist. I was confused as to why Sam put some rope around my wrist but then he started to speak after he was finished tightening the rope on my wrist.
"Very good, alright. I have a rope around your wrist in case something happens and I can pull you out of there immediately."
I was confused. Why did I need rope? I was already safe. I'm staying here, forever. If I like it or not. I can't die. Again.
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Can I?
I wanted to ask Sam about this, so, I did.
"What do you mean 'if something happens'? I already told you, silly! I can't die, I'm here forever."
I said, in a somewhat worried tone, since; I was worried. I want to stay here, with my friends, and look after them, I didn't want to get hurt in any way! Then I wouldn't be able to help my friends!
Sam sighed, looking down at the floor for a bit, looked at me after what felt like very long minutes, but it was actually within seconds.
"Just in case."
I stayed silent for a few seconds, a tiny bit worried.
"Look, Ghostbur, there's nothing to worry about. I'm just a bit worried after the /other/ events that happened here."
He said, putting his hand on my shoulder, lightly patting it.
I was once again, left alone with no context; but I decided to stop asking any more questions. Tommy was probably low on time for his potions, and I didn't want to drag this conversation more on. I can ask about it later.
. . .
After a few minutes of waiting for the Obsidian walls to come down and chitchatting with Sam, there he was. Dream. I let out a small gasp and get a bit excited. I never had met Dream before, this was my first time. So, of course, I was going to be a little excited. Maybe we could have a little chat once one of his lives is gone.
"It's Dream! It's Dream! It's Dream! Hi Dream! I'm Ghostbur!!"
I said, in excitement. Although I was excited to meet Dream for the first time, I could feel Tommy's breath get heavier and heavier on my shoulder.
Dream was just, there. Handcuffed, and sitting on the chest looking straight at us with half of his mask broken, but the other half revealing his face. There was a small smile I could see growing across his face when he saw us. I mean, me. He couldn't see Tommy, or at least I think he couldn't see Tommy.
Sam lightly pushed me more in the middle of the platform me and Tommy were already standing on.
"Listen Ghostbur, the platform below you is gonna start to move. Make sure you walk with the platform, otherwise, you will be dropped into the lava, okay?"
Sam said, running back to the levers on the side of the wall.
"Yes! I will I will I will I will."
I replied to Sam, repeating my words as fast as I could, now getting really hyped up for what was going to happen. I could feel the rope on my wrist get tighter and heavier. That was probably Tommy hanging onto the rope.
"Alright. Three, two one. Go across. Be safe."
Sam said, as he pulled a few levers down and the platform started to move.
Everything was going fine. We both were on the platform, and Tommy wasn't moving too much. He was just breathing very heavily on my shoulder. Everything was going to be fine, I thought for a few seconds.
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It /was/ going fine until Tommy pulled the dragger too soon. I tried to stop him, by quietly whisper yelling at him but...
"STOP! STOP STOP STOP, STOP MOVING RIGHT NOW!"
Sam would yell, running towards the edge of the gate where he launched us, pulling his sword out.
I would be shocked but yet scared at the same time. Did he actually see Tommy? How was he that fast? I guess he was looking at us the whole time. I didn't have much time to think, so I thought I could just try to play it off as nothing happened.
"u--uh, I-- I've stopped, I'VE STOPPED, I'VE STOPPED!"
I yelled back at the end, turning behind me and slowly walking off the platform with my hands up. I would sense that Tommy had also got off the platform at the same time as I did, as I felt the rope that was tied to my wrist being pulled towards a smaller Netherite gate.
"Walk to your left, Ghostbur. Whose there, who is there, who is there?!"
Sam said, then asked, somewhat calmly but also tensely. I look at Dream, staring actually. I didn't have any time to reply to Sam due to my interest in Dream. Dream jumped off the chest he was sitting at, and walked over to me, slowly.
"STOP, whoever is there invisible STOP right now."
Sam stated. I was too scared about what to do next. I look back behind myself, looking away from Dream. I could hear Tommy, his breathing was all shaky, and uneasy, he probably was just as scared as I was, or maybe even more scared.
"Stop this instant, Don't move. Get back on the bridge right now, GET BACK ON THE BRIDGE RIGHT NOW."
Sam yelled once again, the air was starting to get tenser by the second. I go to the corner of my left, standing against the Netherite gate and putting my hands on it, grabbing it tightly. I was scared, I was so scared.
Sam's going to be so upset at me, and I didn't want that, and what would happen to Tommy once Sam finds out whose here? He's going to be in so much trouble. I don't want anybody to get in trouble or hurt.
I try to think of something to say to Sam, to try and get us out of this mess, but then I hear scratching, I look to my left, and a floating dagger would be attacking the Netherite gate.
Dream would go closer to the gate, but then instantly go back into a wall, and then near the chest again.
"COME HERE YOU-- YOU MOTHERFUCKER!"
I hear a voice and instantly froze. Now I knew that Sam knew that Tommy was here, or at least someone. There wasn't anything I could say to turn this whole thing around. It all happened in such a short amount of time, it was so unbelievable.
"GET ON THE BRIDGE! GET ON THE BRIDGE!"
He yelled, pointing his sword at us. I look at Sam, he looked so angry. Really, /really/ angry.
"Get on the bridge, GET ON THE BRIDGE!"
He yelled, again and again, while Tommy still seemed like he was trying to get behind the gate. I stood still, not knowing what to say nor do.
"I-I think he knows you're here--"
I tried to say, in a somewhat scared but calming tone, but then I get cut off by Sam's yelling.
"If you don't get on the bridge, I'm gonna stab this sword into your chest, until you're dead."
Sam said in the most intimidating tone I've heard in all my days of living. I look at the floating dagger as it starts to attack faster and faster on the Neitherite gate.
"Oh fuuu--fuckkk."
I could hear Tommy say under his breath as he pulled away from the gate, and then going back at it.
"Get on the bridge, and walk back."
I would still be frozen and by the gate, I would feel like my wrist being pulled towards the platform me and Tommy were once on. I assumed that Tommy was going on the platform and following Sam's orders, I wanted to as well, but I couldn't.
I wanted to go, but my body... wouldn't let me. What's happening? I want to go with Tommy, but I can't.
Then, I feel someone's hands around my neck.
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It was Dream, he was holding onto my neck lightly. I turn my head slightly to look at him, his neon green eyes would shine brighter than before, with a devilish smirk on his face.
Before I could even speak, he put his other hand on my mouth and his grip on my neck got tighter.
I try to scratch Dream's hand off my mouth, my nails scraping his skin, making him start to bleed in small amounts, and his skin getting pulled.
I could see Tommy had arrived at the other side and had been arguing with Sam about something. They were both yelling, overlapping each other. I couldn't get a grasp of what they were exactly saying to each other, but I knew it was something bad.
I managed to get Dream's hand off my mouth, and as I was trying to pick on my neck, I saw that Sam and Tommy were looking at me.
"GHOSTBUR! Sam, we /need/ to go get him-- He's-- OHHH YOU SON OF A BITCH. LET HIM GO, DREAM!"
Tommy had yelled, I could barely hear him but understood what he said.
"Heyy, hey. Why not just let me go? It'll be easier, and actually, easier for little old Wilbur here. If you don't let me free, I WILL KILL HIM!"
Dream said, quite loudly while tightening his hand around my neck.
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What's happening? What's happening? What's happening?.. What's happening.. why... why is this happening?
Am I /really/ Wilbur? No... no, I'm not Wilbur. I'm Ghostbur. I'm Ghostbur. I'm only Ghostbur. I'm not Wilbur. I'll never be him, no way.
Don't, don't worry. Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry. Tommy said that this was safe, this is okay, it'll be okay. I can't die anyway, no way, right?
I want to remain dead forever, I don't like Wilbur. I don't like him at all. Please, let me stay here. I want to stay with my friends. Please... please, please, please.
Calm down, Ghostbur. Calm down. You're freaking out over nothing, you're okay. You're okay Ghostbur. You're okay. Tommy and Sam will save you, you're okay.
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"I'm not letting you out Dream! No one is going to do /anything./ Everyone, shut up."
Sam said with anger in this voice while Tommy stared at me, horrified and I look back, having small amounts of tears in the corner of my eyes, I started to panic really badly. I started to scratch at Dream's hand on my neck, trying to get him to free my neck.
"I HAVE A HOSTAGE, IF YOU DON'T LET ME OUT, I WILL KILL HIM. I WILL KILL HIM. I WILL KILL HIM."
Dream yelled out to Sam and Tommy and he seemed like he was serious about that, I was starting to get really scared and panicked now.
"HE'S A GHOST!"
Sam yelled out in reply to Dream. Was I really /just/ a ghost to everyone?
Tommy had tried to speak but was only lead to being overlapped by Sam yelling at him. I couldn't hear much of what they were saying, nor was I focusing on that anymore. I want to let free, and go back to Friend.
I tried to scratch at Dream's fingers, and it somewhat worked, his grip on my neck loosened up but now small amounts of blood were on my neck, and a bit on the back of my ear.
"SAM I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD, GET GHOSTBUR BACK. SAM! GET GHOSTBUR BACK."
Tommy yelled at Sam, he was so loud that I could hear him from here. A small number of tears started to fall down my face.
"I CAN'T GO OVER THERE, TOMMY!"
Sam stated and Tommy got closer to Sam, getting right up in his face with his fists tightened.
"WH-WHY NOT?? GET THE FUCKING ROPE! YOU DUMB BITCH, GET THE ROPE, GET IT RIGHT NOW. GET GHOSTBUR BACK. GET HIM THE FUCK BACK."
Tommy said as he pointed at the levers that would pull the rope and myself back, looking like he was going to pull them himself.
As soon as Tommy was seemingly about to push down one of the levers, Dream got my wrist and...
bit on the rope that was on my wrist with his teeth, loosening it up enough for the rope to slip out.
As soon as Dream pulled the rope off, and it dropped into the lava, that slowly started to burn away and Tommy would watch the rope burn for about a few seconds before looking up and staring at me.
"You said I'd be okay!"
I said while looking at Tommy, as tears start to go down my face.
Tommy looked at me with some-what fear-filled in his eyes he opened his mouth for a few seconds and everything seemed so silent for a while, it felt like time stopped.
"Send me over, send me over, Sam."
I could see Tommy turn to Sam as he said that, and then turn back to look at me and Dream, I could hear him from afar.
More tears come rolling down my face, I didn't want to cry, but, I couldn't hold it in for much longer. I always kept myself 'unsad', I didn't want that act to break, but... I couldn't help myself. My body couldn't help itself.
"No Ghostbur, It's fine. You're fine, it's gonna be fine. SAM FUCKING DO SOMETHING, GET THE BRIDGE OVER THERE"
Tommy first directed his message to me because he looked dead into my eyes, and then turned and directed his other message to Sam.
"I can't do that Tommy, I'm not sending it back."
Sam said crossing his arms, looking down at the ground.
"Tommy, you promised. You promised this would--would just be a quick thing. Tommy I-"
Dream had stayed silent the whole time for some reason, what was he thinking about?
"Send me over-- Nonono, Ghostbur, listen to me-"
Tommy had said loudly, loud enough so I could hear, but then he got cut off by Sam.
"Go stand in the corner with the other ropes, Tommy, GO"
"euh- o-okay, OKAY, Ghostbur listen, you can hear me, right?"
Sam yelled at Tommy once again, and this time Tommy had actually listened and went behind a wall and where I'm assuming the other ropes are. After he did that, Tommy yelled out to me asking If I could hear him. I didn't know the correct reply, I was so scared, so, I told him just that.
"Tommy I'm scared-"
I said, trying to speak as loudly as I could to Tommy, but as I tried to do that, Dream lightly chuckled behind me and tightening the grip that he had on my neck.
"Okay, listen listen listen, listen to me Ghostbur, It's okay. Sam is gonna- Sam, there is NO reason for you to not send that platform back, RIGHT NOW. Jus-just send it, please. He's fine, he's fine. Send me over, alright? And don't even FUCKING ACT like Dream didn't FUCKING KILL ME IN THAT FUCKING CELL!"
Tommy replied to me, speaking very fast, I could tell he was worried. Then he directed his message towards Sam.
Dream killed Tommy? When did this happen? Why? How?.. Why again? Why, why, why... was.. was that the 'huge thing' that Tommy went through? Was that why he wanted to take one of Dream's canon lives? For revenge?
"Tommy I couldn't do anything, what if someone was coming to try and let him out? What if they were breaking through the prison, Tommy?"
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"/Don't/ move, stand there."
Sam said, replying to Tommy's movements on trying to move out of his spot and also to what he said.
"Ghostbur, listen to me. It's okay--"
Tommy tried to yell to me, but then got cut off by Dream screaming to the other side, and also into my ear.
"I'm going to revive him."
Dream said while looking at me first and then at Tommy.
"Sam, SAM. Get me over there, look, I have the Dragger of Peace, come on-- Sam please he's going to bring Wilbur back, SAM."
Tommy said, being now seemingly desperate.
"I'm not going to BRING YOU OVER THERE TOMMY!"
"LOOK! I HAVE GHOSTBUR AT MY HANDS, RIGHT NOW. I CAN JUST PERFORM THE ACT AND HE'LL BE DEAD INSTANTLY. LET ME GO."
Sam firstly shouted, then Dream had replied. I was getting really panicked now, squirming around at the hands of Dream, trying to let him go of my neck.
I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die...
More tears came down my face, almost looking like I was going to break out millions of tears. I tried to keep them in but as the seconds passed, more and more tears would break out of me.
"TOMMY I DON'T WANT TO DIE, TOMMY, TOMMY, TOMMY PLEASE."
I screamed to Tommy, scratching Dream's hand that was on my neck still. Was I actually going to die? Not like this, please, please, please, please, please, please.
"COUNT TO TEN, GHOSTBUR. COUNT TO TEN, ONE; WITH ME!..."
Tommy screamed back, while Sam was holding him back and put him back into the corner but was failing.
"TWO.."
Dream's grasp onto my neck got tighter and tighter while Tommy
".. Three, we're not gonna die, four.."
I softly say it with Tommy under my breath, hoping that this will all just go away. That everything will be okay.
"Five, It's fine it's okay, Six.. think of the blue.. seven, eight, nine, ten."
Tommy had finished and I finished with him.
It didn't help, at all.
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"SHUT UP! Stop counting!"
Sam had yelled at both of us, now I'm even more panicked. I heard Dream laugh hysterically behind me, which triggered more tears to come out. Now my clothes were wet just from pure tears.
Tommy had mumbled something to Sam, but I couldn't hear anything from here since I was too far away.
Sam had said something to Tommy which seemed to make Tommy angrier. I couldn't hear any of this because, well, I was far away.
Fear rised in me.
So.
Much.
Fear.
"Listen, if you let me out, I don't /have/ to then revive him, just, let me free. This is your final warning."
Dream had said with a serious tone, and a sinister laugh to go along with it.
"I'm not going to let you out, I said this so many god damn times, I'm not letting you out."
Sam replied, with the same serious tone Dream had just used.
A few seconds pass and it was silent, you could almost hear my tears as they fell to my yellow sweater.
"... Well then, fine."
Dream had broken the seconds of silence that was there, but now Tommy's eyes were filled with worry. Tommy began to move slightly forward until he was stopped by Sam's hand on his shoulder, and being pulled ever so slightly.
"Back up Tommy! Back up, go over there, go by the rope holder--"
Sam said to Tommy with anger in his voice, but he quickly got cut off by Tommy.
"Nonononono- What do you mean fuckin' back up? YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, SAM!--"
With the same tone that Sam was using on Tommy, he yelled at Sam.
"TOMMY! YOU PROMISED ME IT WOULD JUST BE A QUIC-QUICK THING!"
Dream pushed his nailed into my neck, now making my neck have about 5 holes, dark blue blood spewing out of them.
"Enough talking, /now./"
Dream said as he instantly put all of his fingers inside of my neck, now blood coming out of my neck at a rapid speed. My vision getting blurrier and blurrier by the millisecond.
I couldn't hear anything now, and my body was getting weaker and weaker. My scratches had seemed to not do anything at this point.
"TOMMY YOU--"
I tried to say, but then Dream pulled out his fingers from my neck swiftly, taking something out, then pushed me to the edge of the cell.
I could hear Tommy's screams, I try to turn behind me but I'd gotten too weak to the point I couldn't move.
Now at this point, I was completely sobbing in pain. I look up and see that Dream had gotten a few pieces of bone from my neck, slightly chuckling.
A shadow casts before me, I look up to see the Obsidian wall slowly coming down, and... crush me.
I look back at Dream with tearful eyes and blurry vision.
"... Goodbye, Ghostbur."
Before I knew it. Everything turned black, and the pain was erased.
. . .
The Death of One,
who was kind.
The Death of One,
who was accepting.
The Death of One,
who was gullible.
. . .
The Death of Ghostbur.