They were all dead. Right in front of me, they all died.
Tommy backed up a bit, tears falling down at the sight. "No.." He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He refused to believe what he was seeing.
His dearest friends, his past family figures, everybody he once cared for..was dead in a pile right in front of him.
"How...how did this happen? No,no,no,no...i-it's not real..it can't be."
He hated the sight. He started walking backwards, still facing the dead bodies on the platform they were all staying on. There was a path leading back, the only thing you could see in there was darkness.
Darkness is better than seeing your friends dead. He stared at each of them once more, bringing his hand up to his mouth to cover up his sobs and turn around fully as he starts running away.
A figure appeared in the back, smoke coming from one of its hands, but Tommy didn't care to look back. He knew who the person there was, he didn't want to confront them. He couldn't confront them.
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c!TommyInnit angst stories
Fanfiction꧁꧂ short stories that don't make sense because i'm trying to exercise writing again and trying different methods of writing while songs give me inspiration. why c!Tommy? bcs I miss him and bcs I personally love his lore and character in dsmp I think...
