Just a kid?

gaslighting

Nobody POV:

Everyone continued their conversation. Of course they made sure to whisper so dream could sleep. He was still leaning against tommy. Softly breathing in and out against his t-shirt.

Tommy raised his head to look at a clock. '16:36'. Tommy shiged. He still didn't know why dream panicked over a broken glass. Sometimes tommy doubs if he even wants to know but if he can help dream he will find out what's wrong. He won't let anyone hurt the child more. He already is scared enough.

Tommy went back to focus on the conversation. They were talking about normal stuff. A every day conversation. Tho tommy was kinda curious what dream was dreaming about. Tommy might not be extremly smart but he isn't dumb either and he could tell that the reason dream came down here and decided to sleep on his lap was because he had a nightmare.

Tho Tommy didn't say anything to dream. He didn't want to brother the child and neither did he want him to remeber his nightmare so he left it alone. He first wants dream to trust him. He wants to show dream that nobody is trying to kill him. That he is safe.

Dream POV:

I am in a strange place it is so dark. It feels like the void but it obvously isn't. It is just dark and quite. I'm not floating. I am on a ground. But I can't see one. I know that this is a dream I fell asleep somewhere comfortable.

I have no idea where but honetly I don't care. I decided to walk around I have nothing better to do. I slowly walked to the left. I could hear my footstep echo through the strange place. They got quiter the more I walked in that deriaction. 

After what felt like hours I still found nothing my footsteps where very quite but you could still hear them.

Suddendly they disapperd complety. There was no sound anymore and I looked down to my feet just for a second and when I raised my head there was a door infront of me. I don't remeber that being here. Well dreams or nightmares don't have to make sence.

I don't think I remeber this door but it still feels so familiar. Wierd... I slowly reached for the doorknob. I twisted it and I felt a bit nervous. Tho I knew my face didn't show it. Even in dreams I make sure to not show any signs of weakness. Even if I often fail at doing so. 

So I phused the door open and enterd a room. It looks like a room for a child. Tho it looks horrible. There was a small bad with such a thin blanket that someone down the street could sneeze and it would break.

There was also a small wardrobe. The door was open but just a bit you could barely see it. There were no toys and neither a carpet. The small window was coverd with a blanket so no one could look into the room. So of course it was pretty dark. There was also a  half broken clock on the wall next to the wardrobe.

Next to the bed was a little bookshelf that looked pretty dusty and also really old. 

 Suddednly someone opened the door. They did it with such force that it looked like the wall was about to break. 

Nobody POV:

Dream watched a tall women enter the room. Her face was once again blurred. Though dream could she her better this time. She had blond hair that went to about the end of her ribs. She was not skinny but neither was she fat.