Chapter 3

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Tommy's POV


A/N I attached a picture of one of my foster kittens. There's one in the next chapter too. This is Fantasia. The other one is a little black one called Freya but she's a lot more skittish than Fantasia so I haven't been able to get any photos of her yet. But yes here. Maybe it will show you I'm not entirely heartless.

TW: swearing, mentions coffin, mentions digging up graves


Me and Ranboo stared in horror at the screen. "What the fuck?" I said. The picture of the gaping open grave, with the coffin, I'd picked, the lid wide open and empty. 


My fingers trembled as I pulled my phone out of my pocket to call Phil and Techno.

I called the group chat. It would be easier than telling them both separately.


Phil answered. Techno answered.


We sat in silence as it rang out.


'Wilbur did not answer'


I winced. This was the only downside of calling the group chat. "Hey Toms." Phil greeted softly, while Techno looked annoyed. "Look Tommy I'm busy, make it quick." He snapped. I probably looked taken aback because his expression quickly softened.


"I'm sorry Theseus. I'm kinda tired. I was up late last night." He apologised.


"It's okay. But ummm last night someone dug up Will's grave..." I mumbled before trailing off. Their faces both went pale.


"Tommy come to 6 Blue Avenue." Phil said.


"Now."

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