* You both arrived at the house, thankfully nothing seemed to have happened to it. You got out of the car and ran inside with Dream, locking the doors and windows. You grabbed planks of wood and heavy metal items to block the doors and the windows. *
Dream: I can't believe they're all gone...it's just us...
* Dream placed the washing machine inside the fireplace, if anyone fell down the chimney they'd bash their skull on it. *
Dream: Hatred is dead...Auto Message and Admin are now Tethered probably.
Dream: So that means only two Tethered's too deal with! Yay!
* Dream sighed and sat on the couch *
Dream: I just don't get it...I still don't get it...
* You sat down next to him. You said that you had no clue either...you didn't know how to put together the pieces. *
Dream: I feel like it's right there! I feel like I know it!
Dream: I mean, they were apart of us since we were born and weren't brought into reality until we "pushed them out".
Dream: And, like, so what they say have any meaning? They somehow know exactly what to say and do to distract us which makes it worse! Like, why did mine mention Nightma-
* Dream froze...his eyes went dull and realization struck him full in force *
Dream: No...it can't be...
Dream: Wait...but...but it...
Dream: ...It makes sense...kinda...
* You looked at him in confusion and watched him get up. You asked him where he was going. *
Dream: I finally understand now...it was in front of our faces the whole time!
* Dream walked to the kitchen and searched through the drawers *
Dream: God...where is the gun?
- * Ask him what he meant *
- * Ask him why he needs the gun *
