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~Changes~

Is Dream dead? Did my friends kill him? Or is he still alive and escaped? Is he hurt? These questions filled my head. I wanted to ask them all but I decided not to right now.

I looked over at my friends. Darryl was looking at the floor, while Dave and Vincent were looking at me. I sighed and began.

Zak - "Do you think I'll be able to walk again?"

Vincent - "I don't know. It's a 50/50 chance."

Zak - "Also. I know my foot got hurt, but why does my leg hurt?"

Dave - "After Clay attacked us he went back to attack you although you were passed out. He tried to stab you but we began pulling him backwards and then... He bit you. We have no clue if you have some sort of power now or not. Vincent and Darryl were planning on telling you later but I think telling you now would be better. Enjoy your sanity now before you turn evil."

Vincent - "WHY DID YOU JUST TELL HIM!?"

Dave - "You could've stopped me but you didn't."

I might become like Clay? CLAY?! THE MONSTER WHO HURT ME?!

My vision began to blur and before I knew what was going on everything went dark.

~Afternoon, 4:06pm~

Vincent - "How is this even humanly possible?"

My foot stung a little but it wasn't like the pain from before.

Dave - "He's awake."

Darryl - "Oh thank goodness!"

Vincent - "Careful Darryl. We don't know if he's dangerous yet."

Zak - "What? Excuse me Vincent but WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"

Darryl - "I think he's fine! Also, language muffin."

Vincent went over me and began to bombarded me with questions like: You ok? How do you feel? Do you have a headache? How does your foot feel?

Dave - "I don't think he can understand you Vincent. Slow down."

Vincent - "Are you-"

Zak - "No Vincent, No. When I woke up you said something on the lines of 'how is this possible?'. What did you mean by that?"

Vincent, Dave, and Darryl exchanged glances.

Darryl - "Well..."

Dave - "Long story short. You're beginning to have the same effects as Clay but different. As if they aren't as strong. Also, why do I have to be the one to explain everything?"

Zak - "What do you mean?"

I watched as the three exchanged glances again.

Vincent - "Find out for yourself."

I didn't understand. Was I freakishly weird now? Was I deformed? I looked at my arms and they looked normal. I felt my face and it seemed fine. So what was different?

I didn't feel evil or anything. I felt a bit better actually. My foot still hurt but not as badly as I remember it being. My foot... It didn't sting as much. What was going on?

Zak - "My foot doesn't hurt much as it used to. What's that supposed to mean?"

I tried to sit up but Vincent lightly pushed me back down.

Vincent - "You still need rest. Also, you seem much less worried than I expected. Maybe you also got some random boost of confidence."

Dave - "Let's get this nerd something to eat. He probably hasn't eaten in a while."

Vincent - "Alright. Darryl can you watch him?"

Darryl - "Yeah."

I watched as Darryl sat down on the floor facing me while I layed down.

Darryl - "How are you doing you muffin."

Zak - "Fine I guess?"

For some reason I feel like Darryl has become clingy to me. I wonder what changed. Maybe he's still worried? I guess I'll have to wait and see.

Darryl - "You sure you're doing ok?"

Zak - "Yeah I'm fine?"

Darryl - "You seemed a lot more scared earlier."

Zak - "Trust me. I'm fine."

Darryl - "Ok you muffin."

Zak - "Maybe later we could-"

I stopped speaking as I glanced over to the corner of the room where a tall figure stood. The creature was completely black with white eyes. Who- No... What is it? I blinked and just like that it disappeared.

Darryl's voice snapped me back into reality.

Darryl - "You ok?"

Zak - "Yeah it's just... You know what, never mind."

What was that thing? I don't think I was seeing things. I'm 100 percent sure something was there! Maybe I'm just tired. I have a friend to question, I'll think more about this later.