𓊆ྀི❤︎ Shedletsky POV ❤︎𓊇ྀི

The wide spaced void was where 1x1x1x1 was for a while, mindlessly wandering and wondering where he was and when he'd be able to wake up..Or if he was even asleep at this moment of time.

It felt so..Real, it was nauseating..He felt sick- there was a confusing draft from somewhere- constantly blowing fiercely at the child as he continued on, his feet making little slapping noises as he slowly picked up in speed, trying to find something-anything in sight besides the abyss all around him. Was he even moving at this point? it was hard to tell. The draft had gotten much harder and frightening for 1x1x1x1, a soft whirling noise from its intensity and before he knew it the floor was slowly getting drenched in water as if he was walking in a shower room.

The kid stumbled back, attempting to yell out for a guidance of sort—instead a gargle of water somehow pulled up from his throat. He trembled, terrified and unaware of his surroundings all he could do is slowly crumble to the floor in worry and slight loss of hope before--

•’ AAWwuah-!! wuh..? ‘

The boy immediately spun his head around the bedroom...Unfamiliar- Oh right...Another nightmare...He was sleeping with his creator- Usually kept the nightmares away but- seems they were still creeping up on him..1x1x1x1 turned to you, his creator or more so his caregiver. Gently shaking your arm to try and wake you up..A little cry coming out of him as the anxiety of the nightmare quickly caught up with him.*

•’ nnhk- Shed- Shed wake uup..please wake- u-uupp... ‘