Dsmp tommy exile au * may come back?*

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Tommy sat for a bit just to make sure dream wasn't coming back. After around 20 minutes of sitting he got up and looked under the bed. He knew their was a backpack that he got ghost-bur to fill with some of the things from lmanberg. But Dream found most of that and hid it but he still had the bag. He filled it with clothes and a blanket. He left the tent and went to the remnants of the hole where his stuff was. He knew their wasn't gonna be anything left but he still looked. A corner of one of the pictures he had was left. It was tubbos face, he stored it in this pocket and went back up. He air was chilly but not freezing he could live in it for a bit. He went back to the tent for the last time a went in his ender chest and grabbed the last bit of food he had left. As he was leaving he blew out the torch and was off.

Tommy was off into the dark forests. He had been walking for a while now only ever seeing a few chickens. It seemed like a pretty calm night. He could basically hear each footstep he made and the only light was from the moon. Tommy found peace in this. It was much better then being in that stupid tent waiting only for Dream to come see him. Tommy found a little pond with nothing really in it but the water looked safe so he sat for a minute to take a drink and eat a little. He cupped his hands a dipped them in the cold water and drinking some. He was about to get out his food when he heard a noise from the trees. He turned his head only to feel a sharp pain in his arm. He looked down to see an arrow sticking out from his arm. A scream of pain came out of the boys mouth as he quickly got up and started running. He knew it had to come from a skeleton and it would be after him. He Rama's fast as he could jumping over logs and rocks to not trip. He could here the bones of the skeleton rattling behind him. He jumped over a big log not fully looking ahead of it. He felt cold water go over his head, he swam to the surface to see he had jumped into a river. He swam to the other side only to see snow and ice. Of course he had to run into a snowstorm. He didn't really have any time to feel bad about the conditions he could here the skeletons splash behind him. He climbed out of the water and ran into the storm.

He ran as the cold air hit him like a wall. He stopped after a few minutes to catch his breath. The cold snow blew in his face and every step felt like thousands of needles were sticking in his feet. He reached in his pocket to find some food but it was empty. It probably all fell out in the water. He kept walking as his clothes stuck to his skin and hair froze into lumps. The snow made it pretty hard for him to see so he walked basically blind threw the storm. He felt the ground lift up a bit so he fell back a bit. Just a hill so he used all his little strength left and got to the top. With his eyes closed he wished he could go back, go back to his tent with dream and be warm. Eat food and see his friend. A big huff of wind hit him and he opened his eyes again to see a little light a bit after the hill. Finally something,someone Tommy thought as he rushed down the hill and ran up to the light. It was a little house. Not much else but their was light from the small windows. He climbed the stair ready to be warm again, he opened the door and went in.