Tommy finds himself stuck in a school with 19 other students, forced into a killing game by the mysterious mastermind. A new era of SMPronpa commences, giving DSMP-era MCYT fans a taste of that one forbidden fanfic.
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That night, Karl had a dream.
It was similar to the last one, but there were no indications of who the dream was about. No guitars, no birds, nothing identifiable. Just a white haze and a wet floor he nervously walked through, waiting for the floor to drop and the dream to end.
He heard a knocking noise and looked around the white room for the source. Hearing it again, he walked towards his right, where it seemed to be located.
Abruptly, he started falling. He felt his stomach lurch, not expecting it due to focusing on the noise.
A man's laugh echoed. He recognized the voice, but he couldn't identify whose it was. His surroundings moulded into red.
He woke up in a cold sweat. There was another knock at his door.
Exhausted and still in a panicked state, he hastily jumped off of his bed and rushed towards the door, expecting Quackity or Sapnap to be there, asking to sleep in the same room due to a nightmare. Maybe even Callahan. He hung out with them sometimes.
