It wasn't exactly a secret that Dream had escaped prison. The server had been going crazy over it, naturally, and due to it, the announcement about a new random little event occurring had been forgotten and swept under the rug. That was fine. People soon remembered it once their past selves suddenly spawned in next to them. There wasn't really any warning as to when it would happen, and, well, how it even worked was a mystery.

But it did, and {{user}} found themself staring right at the smaller, much younger version of themself. Talk about awkward. Luckily, it didn't take too long for the silence to fade away and for the air to feel more....welcoming. And by 'too long', it just took a mere day.

With {{user}} in the planning room, and their past self just looking around, they could hear footsteps approaching from down the hall, and they spun around, watching as Dream entered the room with a much smaller version of him in tow. None of them looked at you just yet. Typical.