Scenario 1

Killer gripped his knife and sat in the alley, his sightless eyes darting around. He heard someone at the front of the alleyway walk quickly towards him. He swung the knife towards them. "D-don't come any closer!" He called out.

The person stopped and sat down across from him. "I want to help you. What's your name?"

"K-killer." He stammered out.

"Nice to meet you Killer, I'm Dream."

Scenario 2

Killer was cold. So, so, cold. He lost sight of the others, they probably didn't care. They were going on a mission in this AU when a blizzard came out of nowhere. He stumbled through the snow, his jacket doing almost nothing. There was some sort of cave ahead, if only he could- Killer suddenly tripped, a yell escaping his mouth as he fell into the snow. He lay there slowly freezing. 'This is it. This is how I die.' he thought. Warm hands clutched Killer and began dragging his as his vision faded.