(This is after he fell and he hasn't met the creatures yet.)
Tommy POV
'Yuck...' I thought while shaking myself trying to get whatever ink I could get off. After a while I new it was hopeless. I sighed and went through the hallway, I saw a wheel chair and I started getting...flashbacks...? Memories...? I don't know...that wheelchair belonged to my father. It was all to familiar. Suddenly I get a huge headache, it was pounding in my head and I couldn't stop it. I collapsed.
Later
??? POV
I was humming and skipping through the hallways when I suddenly see a boy on the ground. This confused me. 'Why is a little boy here? He looks no older then 12...' I thought. He had blonde hair and splotches of ink on him. I decided to help him. I pick the boy up carefully and head towards my little house...if you could call it that... Once we get there I set the boy down on the bed and head into my main room and wait.
I know this is short and all but I'm starting to get a headache... I'll try to post when I don't have a headache anymore ❤️🩹
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