Dragon landed on the other side of the bridge where Gamzee fell. There was a cold feeling in the air, was it always this foggy? Maybe I never noticed it before, he thought. Gamzee got jumped off of the dragon. "Thanks, I'll better get going. It's getting dark." Gamzee thanked Dragon without turning around, and with that he disappeared in the darkened forest.

Shivering, who was shivering? Sure as hell Gamzee wasn't. Was Karkat shivering? Gamzee held him a bit closer and the shivering calmed down a little. This was a good sign, he's still alive, Gamzee thought.

After that long walk Gamzee came to a stop when he saw his house burned down. The boy walked through the rubble of wood, looking around. He heard a cracking noise and looked down. There he saw a crab that was handmade by clay. Of course he would remember, Karkat made that shit for him, Gamzee remembered what Karkat said to him when he received the gift, "It's not much but here, my affection for our friendship."

Gamzee just shoved the crab in his pocket and walks away from that chaotic mess. He was too busy looking at Karkat to pay attention to where he's going, when he accidentally bumped into the something scaly and bulgy. The clown, you can hardly call him a clown anymore his make-up worn off when he fell in the water, looked up. Flaming red eyes looked down at Gamzee. It slouched and licked Gamzee in the face. First thought that came into his mind was Dragon. Apparently, he was right it was Dragon. The dragon licked Gamzee a few more times. "Hahaha! Nice to see you too!" Gamzee laughed. "What are you doing here though?" He stroked the scaly dragon.

"I can see that you now have no home." A voice echoed in Gamzee's mind.

"Did… did you just talk?"

The dragon nodded.

"But your mouth isn't moving so how-"Gamzee started.

"Intellect," Dragon interrupted.

"Wow, do all dragons do that?"

"…I'm not sure. Dragons don't 'talk' to each other we just growl and hiss to communicate. Now come along." Dragon started to walk… well stomp 'cause of its massive size.

"Hey, wait up." He ran after Dragon. "So if you don't 'talk' to other dragons then how are you talking to me?"

"I always had this ability to speak through the mind. I'm not sure why."

"Oh, well okay."

"Is the boy okay?"

Gamzee looked down at Karkat. "…Yeah, I'm sure."

Dragon stopped. "Here we are." Gamzee looked up and saw a small wooden cabin. A lit lantern was at the door step, the window was covered by curtains, and the door was shut tight with a little bell hanging on the side of it.

"Who lives here?"

"My daughter does. Right now she must be asleep or awake, she mostly never sleeps." Dragon paused, "She will welcome you for a few days."

Gamzee glanced at the dragon and then the cabin. Either this or nothing, he thought as he opened the door and walked in.