The voices.

They were too loud.

They just wouldn't stop. Stop. Stop, stop, stop--

Why?

What Happened?

The last thing Ranboo could remember, he was at the ruins of L'Manburg...

Dream was in jail.

He was supposed to be safe. 

He covered his ears, as if that was supposed to stop the voices.

They were getting louder.

They were repeating the same word, over and over again, but he couldn't quite pick out what that word was.

Stop it stop it stop it--

Where was he now?

He leaned back, feeling the cool, black stone behind him. 

He was safe in his panic room.

And yet, he didn't feel safe.

The signs on the walls told him he was okay.

But he wasn't.

The voices were getting clearer now. He could almost pick out what they were saying...

Suddenly the voices spoke all at once, the word finally clicking in his mind.

And the world went dark.