The traffic was actually ineffable, he jinxed.
He was about to call punz and apologize for being late when suddenly he got a another call, this time tho the number was dubbed as "creepy mysterious kid"
"hello? It's you again"
"fuck you saved my number? What the hell man"
"why are you calling me"
"I just wanted to say that talking to purpled is useless he won't say shit"
Huh, so this kid was either stalking him or he had a little chat with purpled before calling him, either way this wasn't good news.
"and why's that?"
"because he's too scared to open up, plus he prolly doesn't know shit"
Too scared???? So he was right, there were bigger things going on behind the closed doors, did the crafts know this boy?
"We can talk once we meet up, today at 3am in the pogtopia park playgrounds, don't be late or I will find you and physically drag you down to the station kid I'm not playing any more of your little games"
"Jeez bro no need to be this aggressive I was just warning you, I'll be there at."
And with that the kid hung up and dream was left all alone with his thoughts once again.
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Disappearance of Thomas Craft
FanfictionWhat happens when Tommy gose missing in a small town? Detective Dream is determined to find him. What secrets will he discover? What's the real reason Tommy went missing? And why are the crafts so goddamn suspicious?
