Dream! Ardent! How Are You Feeling?

Dream! Ardent! How are you feeling?

Dream stands up quickly kicking a box under his bed. "Good. We are going out tonight."

Hey Pet, what was that vial you took?

Pet pulls out a similar looking vial. "Painkillers. I am in pain all the time. It's okay though. It just means I am alive still." He puts the vial away.

Sam?

The cell sits empty, its captive gone.

pet how is it with getting along all these new people? do you miss mr. quackity?

Pet nods. "It's a lot." He wheels to the back of the room balancing the laptop on his legs. "Loud but not like Him. And I don't sleep. No- It's." He falls quiet. "I keep living..."

They are safe, far away from you

Sam: they aren't safe! Ardent needs his potions. He- what if something goes wrong with the chip? He needs me.