Chapter 108: CH 108: Voices (MUC)
(Make up Chapter for Monday)
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Dave stood alone in the darkness, the fog swirling around him like a living entity. The only sound was the soft mist clinging to his skin, and the distant hum of... something. Then, a low, gravelly voice echoed through the fog, sending shivers down Dave’s spine.
"Things are becoming so slow," the voice murmured, seemingly to itself. "I need one of those figureheads to put things into motion. So who should it be? The Villain kid, with his grandiose plans and predictable tantrums? The beast boy, with his brute strength and limited wit? Or the perverted idiot, with his... unique perspective on the world?"
Dave spun around, trying to pinpoint the source of the voice, but it seemed to be coming from all directions at once. He took a step forward, his footfalls muffled by the fog. "Hello?" he called out, but the voice had fallen silent.
The fog seemed to grow thicker, more oppressive, as Dave waited for a response. Suddenly, it began to dissipate, revealing not a glimpse of the surroundings, but an inky blackness that seemed to swallow all light. Dave’s eyes strained to adjust, but he might as well have been staring into a void.
Then, a soft, melodious voice pierced the darkness. "Dave."
Dave’s head jerked towards the sound, but he couldn’t see anyone. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
The voice called out again, "Dave," this time slightly farther away. It was like the speaker was moving, fading into the distance. Dave took a step forward, then another, his heart racing with anticipation.
"Wait, who are you?" he asked again, but before he could get an answer, the darkness began to recede, like a curtain lifting on a stage. The air seemed to brighten, and Dave felt himself being pulled back, away from the mysterious world he’d stumbled into.
He blinked, and suddenly he found himself in his bed, gasping for air, his heart was still racing from the vivid dream. But as he looked around his familiar surroundings, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off, that the voice was still out there, calling his name.