Why Did You Save Me.....?

Wave of Memories

The pain was growing.
Day by day, it got worse.

It was becoming more difficult to ignore and Tommy was starting to lose the battle inside his head.
He felt so distant from everyone.

He just felt like the world was farther away from him than everyone else.

In his mind, he was trapped in the darkness that surround him.

The emptiness feasted on him, his loneliness only poisoning him and damaging his already broken heart.

"You had ignored us for the last time, Tommy, when will you learn? You can't keep fighting like this, you just need to give in"

A dagger, a sack, and an Amber appeared in front of him. He examined each one and picked up the dagger first.

Images swarmed his head.

Two strange people appeared in front of him.

Behind him were about 7 guards.

In the middle, he saw himself.

He saw the dagger lashed out. He saw an attempt to kill himself. He saw the woman running out.

He saw "Niki..." the guilt was just worse now.

He couldn't handle it.

The noise of the dagger flooded his ears as the memory stopped.

Tommy looked around scared but decided to pick up the sack next. More images flashed by.

This time, he saw vendors, farmers and just people yelling at him for stealing. He saw himself laughing at the guards when he stole those apples.

It was a good time, or at least for him it was.

The memories soon faded away. He then picked up the Phoenix Amber.

Only a couple of images ran across to him.

He saw the broken glass on the floor, the terrified villagers burning on his fingertips, and the shrill screams all made him just dive deeper into the void.

He wanted to stay there forever as his memories vanished from sight.

He heard all the voices become mute as he shut the two big doors. He locked them up, vowing to never open them up again.

For years, he had left his heart untouched and had locked it up, but this year might be different.

The sunlight peeked through a window as Tommy opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was a strange room.

He felt slightly dizzy as he lifted up his head to gaze around the room he was in. It didn't seem like a place where criminals like him would go.

I'm not dead am I?....

He looked around and saw bookshelves and decor around the wall. He was on a strange pillow that was really big. It was comfy too.

The walls were cobblestone and the pillars were Quartz. The floor was something else but he didn't know the name.

He simply got off the bed and began hopping about the place. First he went near a strange light.

It was melting some kind of material and was bright. He kept on squinting his eyes as he gazed into the strangle light.

He then hopped onto a shelf and saw pots and jars like his except they looked more natural and pretty.

What the fuck? What kind of place is this?

He hopped off and broke the pots and jars.

He hopped on top of the wardrobe and saw how tall it was. It seemed unsteady to sit on though so he immediately hopped off knocking it down.