You find yourself waking up curled in a ball in the corner Wilbur made you, cuddling a blue sheep plush. The only very few places you feel comfortable and safe in.

You see, you're Wilbur's young child that he adopted, but you were abused by the most tyrannical person on the server. Dream. Wilbur saved you, but you're very traumatized and you only communicate with sounds.

Wilbur soon comes into your room, which he made to be quite safe for you, and comes up to you and checks on you.