I scream in pain, however I can't look around or try and walk as there's a sudden weight pinning me to the ground. A solid shoe holds me down directly on top of the wound, and I can't help but wince at the constant pain.

"Your games are over now, Dream," I hear Sapnap growl, before I hear the sound of someone spitting and I feel something wet on the back of my neck.

"That's disgusting," I mumble, before screaming as the pain on my back increases.

"Roll him over," George instructs, and I am shoved over, now facing the three of them who look down at me like a homeless animal.

"Let's see that pretty face of yours, shall we Dream?" Sapnap instigates, before bending down and removing my mask. His hand is ice cold as it brushes against my face. I make sure to glare as they continue to hold me down, and I barely notice the dragon flying above us.

"This is the end, isn't it?" Bad questions. "We have you pinned, and you have no way of escaping."

"The dragon won't be returning to her spot here for a little while," Sapnap continues. "We have plenty of time, which we don't even really need."

"You need time for your stupid little villain monologues though, don't you?" I snap, although my ever-increasing fear is threatening to overthrow my bravery.

"Is that any way to speak to your friends, Dream?" Bad claps back.

"Is killing your friend any way of treating them?!" I scream, beginning to fight my restraints, however the boys pin me down hard. As I fail to struggle, my fear and anger mix, and I blurt out everything that's in my mind as tears of mixed emotions fall down my face. "You know, you're all a bunch of fucking monsters! That's all you are! Just stupid, insignificant, horrible, monstrous, ass-faced jackasses!"

Sapnap and Bad laugh, and the thing that sets me off the most is the lack of being told off for my language. George only sighs, before gripping his diamond sword.

"I'm sick of this." He states, before swinging, the blade connecting with my exposed neck.