==} Roll call time
"John, check. Dave, check. Rose, check. Aradia, check. Kanaya, check. Jake, check. Dirk, check. Jane, check. Terezi, check. Uh guys?" i asked the group.
"Yes Jade?" Dave asked.
"Where's Karkat?" I looked over the group another time, but Karkat couldn't be seen.
"Scratch showed up. He told me to keep going." John looked to the ground in embarrassment, obviously blaming himself.
"Don't worry John, we'll get him back soon, but we also need to beat English. Can you take us to English?"
John didn't seem excited by it, but do to him being able to jump around all kinds of different places and timelines, he could actually put the fight in a timeline where English had less of the advantage. That, and Dave has a special hammer for John that stops time, also very helpful in this case. I am really curious where Karkat is, and after a quick glance towards Jake I'm wondering what's happening to him.
Something popped into my head. "Hold on guys. I've got something to do a moment. I'll be right back!" With that I left to get Karkat.
It didn't take long to realize that he was in the medium with us.
==} Run
Dream bubbles. That's the only explain for why Gamzee is standing here. I killed him, I felt my sickle slice through his neck. From the way he's staring me down he definitely remembers what I did to him. If Gamzee wasn't holding me in the air right now I would be down the hall in a heartbeat. "Gamzee..."
"Listen to me you fucking traitorous mutant piece of shit!" Gamzee roared in my face. The anger drained suddenly from his face. "I trusted you motherfucker. I thought you were my moirail, but you up and left me." He seemed lost a moment.
"You failed to be a moirail for me, Gamzee. Moirailship goes both ways, but for us it was just me trying to help you."
"You didn't need me, I needed you!"
"Not everything is about you asshole! You were going to kill Terezi, and don't get me started on all the things you did to her."
"It was fine."
"You were out of control!"
"I don't need control!" He threw me into the wall. I was starting to get up when I had to duck to the side as a club slammed down where I had been. Gamzee was definitely angry to saw the least, and with how he kept trying to land one of the clubs' blows on my head I don't want to stick around. I need to get out or wake up, but with Gamzee's dancestor blocking the way out I need to find a way to wake up fast.
I fall over, leg buckling only to realize that the throbbing pain in my ankle was from a blow to the ankle. I can't kill someone who's already dead, I need to wake up, and I don't want to get beaten with clubs. I whip out my sickles in time to stop a blow from a club to the head, but it knocked me back.
Next thing I knew I was staring at Jade's face. "Karkat? What are you doing here? We thought Scratch had you."
"It's not Scratch."
"Who is it?"
"Gamzee and his dancestor. They were controlling that thing from the dream bubbles." I got up, glad my broken ankle was just in the dream bubbles. "I don't know why they're trying to help English, but I know Gamzee is mad."
"Mad as in angry or mad as in crazy?"
"Both. Definitely both. I'm just happy to be out of the dream bubbles right now."
"Well, let's go." Jade snapped her fingers, and in a flash of green we both were in the middle of the group. They seemed a happy to see me, and John hugged me so he was very happy to see me right now.
"I thought Scratch got you!" John's hug was incredibly tight, and if it hadn't been for the fact he was shaking I would have told him to stop trying to squeeze me to death. I'm not really sure what to say to him. Was he that worried, or scared to face English? I just don't know.

"That wasn't Scratch. Gamzee and his weird dancestor, Carlos, did it."

"I don't think his name is Carlos."

"Shut it Strider. Either way, we need to kill Lord English and get out of the medium. I don't think anyone needs a reminder that this place is a hellhole."

"But can't we just seal off the medium for good?"

I eyed John. "What do you mean? We already tried that and it didn't work."

"But, what I did one of my jumps again? They always change something, something important, like a change so English being trapped counted as beating the game!"

"What?" Everyone was surprised, but Dave was the one who said what was on our minds. "That wasn't always an option?"

"No, but I didn't want to see you guys die, so I tried my jump thing and that's what happened."

"That explains it." Jade seemed to think. "John, change everything."

"What do you mean."

"Can you do the paradox jump thing to make sure SBURB never existed?"

"But what if-"

"We don't have many options. We can get try to get rid of the dream bubbles, kill Lord English, or you can try that. If SBURB didn't exist all the people on the planet when the meteors struck wouldn't have died, our friends, the people in countless dead sessions, those two entire universes, the people who live in the medium. If we get rid of the dream bubbles the dead can't find ways to reopen the medium, but then all the other dead are gone forever. And I hate to say it, but if we fight Lord English will still stand the chance of dying ourselves."

John looked like he was about to say something, but then he took a step back. In a flickering flash everything faded to white.

==} wake up

A young man wakes up on his bed. His name is John Egbert, and for some reason he is crying. It's because five years ago today he was supposed to play a game, a game that doesn't exist anywhere but his memories. He can't tell anyone about this game, he can't use powers from this game, and he can't contact some of his friends from this game, because he isn't even sure if they are even real anymore.

There is only one thought in his head as he isn't sure if his tears are of joy or grief:

Game over