Ghostbur's Thoughts

Entry #9

Tommy ran, terror washing over him, erasing any logical thoughts. The only thing he knew was that he has to get out of there.

He had barely escaped Dream's manipulative grasp a few weeks ago, and he didn't have the emotional capacity to deal with that bitch again.

Suddenly, he felt a burning sensation in his chest, all too familiar to Tommy.

He quickly looked down, seeing the crimson blood staining his shirt. An arrow had hit him from behind, probably from Dream.

Suddenly feeling an immense of pain, he staggered. A fatal mistake.

In the few moments he had paused, Dream had managed to enderpearl directly in front of him.

Tommy looked up, glaring at the man in front of him, trying to cover up his fear. It didn't work, and instead he could feel the aura around the green bitch become even more menacing, if it was possible.

He could feel his mind going black, like it always did whenever something reminded him of his exile, or the bombing of l'manburg.

His breath quickened, but before he could start to have a full on panic attack, Dream started raising his axe, preparing to bring it down on his head.

He blacked out.

Tommy woke up, startled. A few drops of water landed on his face - he was laying down? - and he instinctively looked up, causing a massive headache.

He pressed his hand against his head, and winced. It hurt like shit.

He quickly pulled back his hand, and looked at it. Water diluted the copper red blood, and it dripped down onto the grass underneath him.

He quickly staggered back up, body aching with every step, remembering what had happened.

Tommy pulled out the only hint he had, a cracked compass with chipped words, and worn metal. The name was still slightly visible, saying "Your Tubb" the "o" had been scratched off, so it was just tubb, but Tommy preferred it like that.

He dragged his body towards the tent, vaguely knowing where to go.

As he kept walking, his legs became heavier, and his eyes droopier. He had obviously lost a lot of blood, but all he wanted was to get back to Logsteadshire (bruh how does spelling work)  and see Ghostbur.

The rest was a blur, but he remembered Ghostbur's wide eyes staring not at him, but at something else. As if he wa remembering something.

A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't updated, my writer's block and the Ranboo arg stuff was all super overwhelming- but I'm back :D