Technoblade
(Rivals duo) He finds you (Dream) unconscious in the snow
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The frost penetrated to the bones. Fingers and nose had long since lost sensation, and legs felt like they were filled with lead. Every step was difficult and every breath felt like torture. Is this what Dream deserved after successful escape? Consciousness slowly left his thin and wounded body, losing sensitivity completely in his limbs. There is a hunt for him, he must go... But legs no longer obeyed. With another heavy sigh, his eyelids close and Dream falls into the snow, feeling the cold sting his face. This should have been the end.
It is unknown how many hours you lay there, in the permafrost, just waiting for your death, when someone picked up your body, frozen from the cold, in arms, now confidently carrying it somewhere. Last drops of consciousness were spent trying to realize this until vision completely went dark and all the noises completely disappeared.
You jump in place as soon as you find that you can move. Almost immediately, the wound on his side aches with displeasure as a sign of protest, and his back hurts as if on purpose, in order to take revenge on Dream. But when you When you find the strength to open your eyes, you notice that you are in a not very spacious but cozy bedroom. The wounds on the face are covered with large plasters and the arms and sides are bandaged. The clothes are also not yours. The white shirt and black pants are too big for Dream's skinny body, but at least the clothes are dry. The hair that was already quite long was gathered into a lazy kind of bun and there were no masks on the face. Within a minute, Technoblade enters the room. He looks at Dream with slight surprise for several long seconds before walking over to the bed and handing Dream the mask
It is unknown how many hours you lay there, in the permafrost, just waiting for your death, when someone picked up your body, frozen from the cold, in arms, now confidently carrying it somewhere. Last drops of consciousness were spent trying to realize this until vision completely went dark and all the noises completely disappeared.
You jump in place as soon as you find that you can move. Almost immediately, the wound on his side aches with displeasure as a sign of protest, and his back hurts as if on purpose, in order to take revenge on Dream. But when you When you find the strength to open your eyes, you notice that you are in a not very spacious but cozy bedroom. The wounds on the face are covered with large plasters and the arms and sides are bandaged. The clothes are also not yours. The white shirt and black pants are too big for Dream's skinny body, but at least the clothes are dry. The hair that was already quite long was gathered into a lazy kind of bun and there were no masks on the face. Within a minute, Technoblade enters the room. He looks at Dream with slight surprise for several long seconds before walking over to the bed and handing Dream the mask
You still look like a beaten dog, but better