You were laying down on a bench flat on you're back playing you're guitar, testing new chords and tunes out of boredom. You have been in the Afterlife or limbo for so long that you even lost count of it. Suddenly a loud train horn could be heard as the train traveled real fast in front of you leading the wind brush against you're hair. The train emitted a shining bright yet dark red color which blinded a bit of you're vision.

As the train came to a stop you stood up from the bench and walked up towards it hesitant. Placing a hand over you're head trying to see through the blinding light. And the doors of the train opened as a bit of smoke came out before someone threw a person forward to the ground. You look down at the person on the ground recognizing it as Ghostbur. You're head shot back up looking who threw him, it was Dream but what is he doing in the limbo though.

"Wilbur if you plan on staying here then you're not living right." Dream smiled as he looks at you, extending the hand from his pocket towards you for a handshake.