Chapter 3, Heat.

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You had fallen asleep pretty quickly due to the fact you had worked such a long shift. It had been a nice calming sleep... until you drifted into a field of dead flowers, in nothing but a white nightgown. The landscape ahead of you was bleak and grey, from what seemed to stem from a fire that had burned here years before. What you were standing in seemed to be the only place saved from the fire but had later died from the lack of trees and animals around it. You look around somewhat panicked, what the fuck was going on?! Why would you dream yourself here? In a field of dead flowers with nothing but ashes in your wake.

You spin around in a full circle, looking for something, anything to signal that you weren't alone in this forsaken place. You think you see something dark, but you're not sure, so you start walking in that direction. Once you get closer, it started to fully form, and that thing had now seen you. Engulfed in a weird looking black dense mist, all you can see are two bright red iris'. You freeze immediately in your tracks. You suddenly don't want to face whatever this thing is. You feel shivers run down your spine, and your arms and leg produce goose bumps. You pivot on your heal and break into a dead run in the other direction; sensing that this thing is something that you should have never seen, and that it should have never seen you. You're to terrified to even scream, any sound that comes from you might make the thing go faster. You realize now that the landscape is changing right under your feet. You have to continuously look down to make sure you don't trip over an upraised root or trembling piece of ground.

You feel it then. The thing. It's right behind you, breathing down your neck. You scream, trying to ward it off, but in the process you trip over, what you least expected, a human skull. You realize just then, that you were at the edge of a small cliff. It had a hill, but a very steep hill. You tumble down for what seems like forever. Finally when you hit the ground you ended up falling directly onto your shoulder blade, causing it dislocate and sprain. You look around gathering your surroundings. Adrenaline is shooting through your veins right now, but all you could see was a distant cave, and then cliff wall. Than you realize, your shoulder is throbbing like hell. "FUCKING SHIT" you yell, causing the thing to laugh. Oh shit. The thing. It's still after you. "fuck fuck fuck fuck" you repeat getting up and running toward the cave, crying because of the pain in your shoulder. You feel something tingle down your spine, and against your better judgement you look back behind you to the thing. You freeze, because the mist starts to fade away and you see a figure, a familiar figure coming toward you. The first thing you noticed were the horns. The short stubby horns that you love. Then you notice the way it walks toward you. Like he does when you're home. The last thing, and the most eerie of all, were his eyes. Gone was the kindness that you see everyday, but in it's place a red void. No pupils, just red iris'. No love laid in them. Only despair and hunger. Hunger for what, you don't know, nor do you want to find out. You couldn't believe your eyes.

Karkat came to a stop before you, a menacing smile playing on his lips that scared fuck out of you. Your breath hitched in your throat as you fought the urge to scream. "Wh-what the fuck are you. You're not K-Karkat. Karkat wouldn't scare me like thi-this." You stutter your way through your thoughts. "Oh, that soft ass bitch? Of course I'm not exactly him. I'm the side of him you don't ever want to meet..." he leans in close to your face while saying this, showing his razor sharp teeth. "I'm the side that takes over when he's mad. I'm the side that will be there every step of the way. Lurking in the back of his mind, waiting to take him over and do as I please with his body and whomever is around me at that time." he said gleefully with an evil smirk. "I AM THE RULER OF THIS DREAM. YOU CAN NEVER ESCAPE ME!" He grabs your wrists and pins you against the cliff wall. You shriek when you make contact, because the force pushes your shoulder back into place. You feel a hand slide up your side, your skin tingling in the most disgusting way you've ever felt. He bunched up your nightgown, "this thing, it covers your most intimate parts, but it still looks appealing on you." His voice sends slivers of fear down your spine, but you couldn't move. You were to terrified of what he might do to you. He leans his face in closer but you turn your head, not wanting any of what he was attempting to do you. "Aw, whats wrong little girl, afraid the big bad beast might hurt you?" He laughed out right, the noise like shattering glass. "I would never dare think to hurt you though, because you'd enjoy every little thing I'd ever do to you..." He licks your neck and the whole entire situation changes. You're no longer pinned to a cliff wall, nor in the gray bleak landscape, but you're now in an unfamiliar room.

You're standing freely, without his hold on you anymore. You immediately look around for an exit. There has to be a way out of this dream! Then you sense him, in the corner, smirking at you while you look around wildly. "Looking for the exit so soon, my love? You haven't even stayed long enough to play with me." He said, faking a pout. "I don't want you to even touch me! You're a freak! Karkat would never do anything to me!" Your voice wavers at the last second. Wait. How could you be so sure? You've never been with a troll, and you've only seen Karkat in a good mood. You've never actually seen another troll long enough, either. So what happens when trolls get mad? Do you they just act as we do, and get over it, or do they act like this thing? "A-are you really K-Karkat?" "Whose to say? I may, and I may not be, but it does seem that times up darling. Maybe next time you'll be here long enough to play with me..." And with that, the black mist that was around him earlier surrounds you, suffocating you. You begin to scream. In that process waking yourself up while screaming.


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