Be Dirk=====>

You came home and yawned. You wanna sleep but you're hungry as well. So you looked in the fridge and poked around. You notice that Dave hasn't drank his apple juice that you got him a few weeks ago. You peeked into the pantry to come to the same realization. Dave hasn't eaten but you're sure he'll eat tomorrow. You haven't really talked or have seen Dave in quite some time. You were too tired to worry about it at the moment. You decided to take a sick day, something you haven't done in awhile, tomorrow as to have some rest. You soon left to take a shower and then went to sleep.

Be Dave====>

You woke up but you didn't want to go; in all honesty you haven't been in school for a few weeks. You kept trying to will yourself to go so Bro won't scowl you about skipping when he finds out. You just couldn't though, it would be hell to go back. You sighed and got up but then laid back down. You heard noise in the kitchen.

'Shit! Bro's never here, fuck! Change, and play sick...it'll be ok'

You changed into a dark red sweater and another pair of black sweatpants. You, as silently as you could, walked out of your room. You looked around the corner and found Bro looking in the fridge. You wanted to go away out of shame, but you couldn't Bro turned around too fast for you to abscond. Bro looked at you quizzically.

"Shouldn't you be in school, lil' man?"

"I'm sick."

He stared at you a bit but decide to, seemingly believe it. You left to return to your room you didn't want to face him.

"You want something to eat?" Bro asked, stopping you in your path.

"No thanks." You said back.

You left to your room, you were hungry but you couldn't bring yourself to after you went to the cafeteria and someone said,"Hey Satan! Are you eating our souls for lunch, fat pig!" Everyone laughed and you left feeling like fat shit, ironically...

You laid in your bed having no intention on falling asleep but the hours of avoiding it and, again, the warmth of your blanket lulled you to sleep. You tried to fight it, but the feeling snuck up on you.

Dave: Enter Nightmare=====>

You looked around you seeing nothing but a shiny, ink-like black surround you. You tried to walk around but it was no dice. Even if you were walking it's not like you could tell...

You sighed but when you inhaled; you found it almost impossible to breath. You wanted- no, no needed to leave here and be free. You struggled in place but it was like you were sinking in more every time. The feeling it had on your skin felt almost like a bird's feathers, crow liked even

You struggled more and more, even going as far as yelling. It proved fruitless to continue trying. You couldn't move you were struggling to breath, you feel like a living fish left out to dry. You stopped struggling as in the silence you heard something, something like a purr but it was too deep and too loud. It even seem to be beneath you. It dawns on you that you're chest high in the black and something is beneath you... You stayed perfectly still, you didn't want to face it. You were just so tired from thrashing around.

You sucked in a breath as a hard bristle-like fur touched your feet. You tried to pull your feet up but it only sank you farther into the black. You took a shaky breath but then you began to cough and it sent you falling completely. Your whole body consumed into the inky black. You never noticed how hot it was in the ink. You felt like you were being set on fire. It was getting hotter as you fell beneath. With a soft popping sound you fell out of the ink, hitting the ground beneath you. It wasn't quiet here. It was so loud. The purr-like growling sound was so close to you. You couldn't see from where though. CRUNCH You screamed out, the warm familiar feeling of blood began to stream down your shoulder and the pain of the invisible enemy's bite. You wanted to cry but of course you couldn't...you never can. You looked around the lush terrain for anything you could use to get this beast off of you. You found nothing at all. Your only option punch it, whatever it is, or run. It was that fight or flight response everyone mentions. You mindlessly thrashed and failed about trying to punch it, but it didn't matter how much you try to hit it; you never could. The beast didn't stop biting you but only bit down harder, breaking tissue and bone. You couldn't do anything like you were a bird caught in the mouth of a vicious cat. It wouldn't matter if you thrashed and failed a bout; it'd kill you eventua- You let out high pitched scream. You could feel its heavy weight and smell its heinous breath as your throat felt a paw like object press against it. Something sharp poking at you neck, your only guess was claws. Tears welted up in your eyes and spilt over. The smell of the breath got stronger as the beast got closer, and all at once it was black again with so many screams filling the air. Each one so distinct and yet like they were fading almost nonexistent. You got up shakily trying to keep balance. You looked around the plain of black and red. You think you can see figures far over, so you walked over. Getting closer was a mistake, seven steps forward and the figures came running at you; you also learned that the figures is just, the figure. As it got closer and closer, you scrambled back but with the adrenalin was wearing off and the pain intensifying; you fell back. It only got closer. You can see it's the body of someone you know but it's so mutilated you couldn't tell who. You tried to get up but everything hurts and you starting to notice that you're bleeding in place you didn't realize were bleeding. The person came so close it grab you putting its face close to its own, the image practically burned into your eyes. It's smell making you vomit in your dream.

Dave; Wake Up=====>

You shot up screaming, sweating, and crying. You hugged yourself as tightly as you could but it didn't help. You tried telling yourself that it's ok and none of it was real. You can't even close your eyes because of the thing you saw. It made you want to cry more. You rocked yourself but not even that could help. The door banging open didn't help with anything either.
"Hey are you ok?" Bro asked worry just barely audio-able.

You couldn't speak right now and you didn't want Bro to see the tears so you nodded. Holding yourself in this position hurt and the pain caught you off-guard and you let out an audible gasp. This triggered the feeling again and curled you tight falling on your side. They just keep getting worse and worse. You felt a weight settle next to you and pull you towards it, it being Bro. Sure, you were scared and mad but the soft heat of Bro's body was enough to calm you down a bit.

Be Dirk=====>

You don't know what to do, you've never been in this situation before. It was worrying. You've never seen Dave like this either. He was mess in your arms as he was crying and shakily breathing. Dave held onto your shirt, squeezing tightly. You pet Dave's hair and hugged him a little tighter. It would be minutes of hair-petting and small tight squeezes before he calmed down to be his-self again.

"You better?" you ask with worry.

"Yeah, fine. I'm...used to it anyways, this one just caught me off-guard is all. I'm better now, thanks... Do you think you can leave now?" Dave asked not looking you in your shaded eyes.