Splinter Way

Chapter 33

Tommy backed away from the door, screaming for his dear friend. He began panicking, when he heard someone nearby yelling his name over and over, trying to find him. He stayed still, clutching onto the chair. Suddenly out of nowhere, someone yelled to stay still and the emergency sprinklers were set off.
He heard the sounds of metal slamming, and Tubbo slammed the door open as a burning zombie roared behind him. Tommy was in shock.

"Holy- Tubbo! That was sick and I didn't even see it." Tubbo didn't waste any time, grabbing Tommy's hand and running out as the zombie still stood up as it was burning, its suit half crisp thanks to the flames arising.

"Cmon Tommy!" Tubbo screamed through the after spraying at his eyes and a sudden gunshot. Tommy has no idea where it was but followed Tubbo to the exit, getting shoved up into broad daylight.

"Hold on mate!" Screamed Tommy as he lifted Tubbo onto the safe earth. He fell flat on the ground, covered in water and dirt.

"Tom. Tommy. There's something on your foot." Tubbo squealed, conceiving his eyes. Tommy looked down, seeing his foot covered in blood. With a sight like that Tommy began wheezing in pain. Tubbo quickly rushed him home, where Wilbur was waiting. They opened the door in a shock.

"Where the hell have you been! Phil's gone insane, ran to the Sheriffs office, and now your home covered in fucking water and- holy shit how much blood is on your foot Tommy!" Wilbur scolded as they rushed to the bathroom.

"Listen Wilbur, I know we sound insane, but I think we found some Russian base or shit right in our town, which has kidnapped some poor kids, including Lani. They might still be alive." Tubbo hoped, washing Tommy's foot.

"That's not what the news says." Wilbur spoke, staring at the painfully wounded Tommy wincing and Tubbo frozen in his tracks.

"What do you mean?" Tubbo said, hoping he was mistaken.

"That kid in the newspaper you were all worried about? That's the one right? They found him dead. Right now."