Dream woke up with one hell of a headache. He groaned and sat up, looking around. This isn't my room, he thought. Then he began to recollect the memories of what had happened.

He was running through the London park, trying to hide from George. He rounded a tree and began to look for low branches that he could climb. While he was looking, he heard leaves behind him crunch as someone approached.

"You can't hide with me, Sap," Dream said as he grabbed onto a low limb.

The footsteps stopped. Dream rotated his body to look at his friend. When he turned, he was met with the face of a teenage girl wielding a large stick. He was caught of guard slightly, but he smiled to the girl. She smiled back, before smacking him over the head with the stick.

Now he was awake. He had no idea where he was. The realization hit him that he had been kidnapped. Am I even still in London? He thought. He knew he needed to get out of here.

He began to assess his situation. He looked around the room he was in. It was about the size of a small bedroom, with grey walls and brown carpets that looked like they had been ripped right out of the 70's. The only furniture in the room was a wooden chair against the wall on his left. The room was lit well, but it wasn't bright enough to sting his eyes. The door to the room was on the right side of the wall in front of him.

He stood up and began to make his way towards the door. Only then did he realize just how dizzy he was. He decided to crawl the rest of the way. The last thing he needed was another head injury.

When he wiggles the door handle, sure enough, it was locked. He thought about trying to break down the door, but he just felt too weak. He looked around the room for any other possible escape options. There were no windows, the only light coming from the fixture set in the middle of the ceiling. There was a vent in the ceiling to his right, but there was no way he could fit in it.

He began to check his pockets for anything that could assist his escape. His phone was gone. That honestly didn't surprise him one bit. All he found in his pockets was a piece of gum, a crumpled piece of paper, and some lint.

He sighed and leaned against the wall behind him. When his head barely tapped the wall, he winced in pain. She did hit me pretty hard, he thought. After a few more moments of sitting there, he drifted off into a light sleep.

He jolted awake at the sound of the door slamming shut. He had no idea whatsoever how long he had been out, but some things about the room had changed. For starters, there was now a small TV resting in the corner of the room that he had woke up in the first time. There was also a tub of KFC sitting near his feet.

He readjusted his position on the wall in an attempt to get comfortable. Surprisingly, the carpets were not as soft as they looked. He slowly got up and grabbed the KFC. He still felt a little dizzy, but less so than the first time he woke up. He took this as a good sign.

He made his way over to the wooden chair and sat down, facing the TV. He stared at it intensely. After a few moments, the screen lit up. It showed the girl he had seen at the park with the big stick.

She looked about 16. She had jet black hair that was cut off at the shoulders. She was somewhat pale, like she didn't leave her house very often. She had dark brown eyes that almost blended in with her pupils. She was pretty, but that was the least of Dream's worries right now.

"Hi Dream!" She yelled, a smile lighting up her face. Normally, Dream loves seeing his fans. But under these circumstances? He wasn't enjoying it too much.

"I'm your biggest fan in the whole world!" She exclaimed, still acting as though Dream getting whacked in the back of the head was the best thing to ever happen to her.

"I bet," Dream mumbled, still looking at the TV.

"Anyways, as your biggest fan in the entire world, I figured you would want to hang out with me! I mean sure, at first I might sound crazy for smacking you over the head-"

"You do," Dream interrupted.

The girl continued talking. "But hey, now you're here so we can hang out together and have the best time ever!"

Dream continued to stare blankly at the TV screen, even after it went dark.

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Longer chapter :) this is kinda inspired by the "Psycho" episode of iCarly (one of my favorites lol). Anyways, don't forget to vote if you liked it. sapitusnapitus on Instagram (heehee). We're almost to 2K reads :) I think tomorrow I might be uploading my Star Wars x Dreamnotfound fanfic (I'm kinda excited). I have no idea how well it will do, but keep an eye out for it.

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Sa1ty Lettuce