A world where I might belong

Chapter 3

Tommy lets out a ragged breath, "One more."

He tells himself, more like a command at this point, and builds one more block up

"One more." He goes higher, the cold wind pushes his hair back and builds up again.

"One more."

"One more."

"One more."

"One more."

"One more."

"One more." He finally looks up. He sees... nothing. The sky is pitch black around him, not a spec of light in the sky. He looks down and sees the tower he built below him and a dim light on the ground from the torches.

He feels absolutely nothing about the situation he put himself in. About the thing he is about to do. He is going to jump. He will be free. He will be in control of himself once again in this final act.

He looks down with dull eyes and with a growing smile he lets himself fall. He feels the wind through his body and he sees that the ground doesn't seem to be getting closer. Suddenly he sees that tnt is falling alongside him, all at different points of exploding. The sound is deafening, he can't hear anything else except the loud explosions and he can't see anything but fire and debris. He still feels like he's falling when suddenly he is on the ground with a debris field as far as he can see.

He looks up to see a looming figure. He can't quite see the face but he sees strong, glowing armor and a blood covered axe.

"Tommy.. " A voice says in a sing song voice

"NO I -" Tommy wakes up with a shout. He runs his hands over his face and arms to just feel himself, make sure he is in the real world. He looks down at his hands and sees that he is shaking. He grips his hands into a fist a few times just to feel himself do it and goes up to rub his face, is it wet? Why is my face wet? He then realizes that, duh, he's crying. He takes in a deep breath of air to start to calm his jittering nerves down. When he feels a bit more grounded he palms the ground to try and find his apple. When he doesn't feel it, he looks over. What he expects to see is his apple a few extra inches away from him then it was last night.

"Oh what the fuck man." He says quietly out loud to himself when it's not there.

He gives up on the apple and peers out of the bush. He can see that it's not very early but also not very late in the morning based on being able to see the sun slightly to the right. He can also see that the farmer left a hunk of bread on a cloth outside of the bush and some more water. He sees that he is still on the far side of the field messing with a composter.

He scoots to the edge of the bush, a little farther out than he ventured out yesterday. He watches the farmer and the area surrounding his space until the sun is soon to set and feels the need to walk around. It feels like it's been weeks since he got up to walk around. He is slowly going insane keeping himself in here. If he gets up however then he may have to confront the farmer.

They actually gave him safe food and didn't drive him out immediately. They will kick me out eventually if I stay in here so it might be best to get on their good side.

He looks for the farmer and sees that they are in the part of his field near his house. He slowly gets out of the bush and before he stands, he grabs the cloth and water blatter he was given and stands up slowly. He looks around and sees no one else around and approaches the farmer.

"Excuse me man, here is your stuff back." Tommy says to the crouched down farmer, holding the stuff out to them. They jump and whip their head around in surprise.