DREAMS
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Tom never really had nightmares, though.. tonight he did.
He dreamt of waking up in a plain forest. The grass drifted off his skin, as he slowly sat up. He looked around, seeing nothing but plain trees and afew daisy's. Where am I..? Tom thought to himself, slowly lifting to his two feet. He rubbed his eyes... but, when he woke back up, he was in a different area. A void like space, that seemed to go on endlessly. A faint voice spoke..
"Hello?"
Tom looked to where the noise was, to find.. Tom? An exact replica, with the same eyes, spiked hair, and blue hoodie. He looked just as confused as Tom was, though it seemed he had been here longer.
"Who are you?
"My name.. is Tom."
Alright, real Tom was getting freaked out. Was this even a dream? It looked so real... no! It was a dream.
The fake Tom clearly noticed Toms distress, but instead of helping.. he lunged at Tom. He pinned Tom down to the black floor, and started to punch him. Tom grabbed his wrist, yanking his leg up to get him off. It worked, though the fake Tom wasn't done.
They both fought for hours, each bruised and bloody. It was like endless torture, him basically killing himself.
Eventually, the fake Tom dropped to the floor. Blood was everywhere, and he definitely looked dead. Tom poked him just for be sure, and then sighed with relieve. But.. he just realised.
"Holy shit.. I just killed someone..'
Tom said, bring his hand up to gaze at the Red liquid dripping down his palm. He backed away from the body, before being grabbed by a firm hand. His mouth was covered, as he felt himself slipping into unconsciousness. The mysterious figure spoke, just early enough to be heard.
"Good night.. Tom."
He woke up.
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Well, what a weird chapter. Thus is about Toms dream, and clearly he is insane. This man just killed... HIMSELF. Literally! Anyways, this chapter is pretty crazy, sooooo... yeah. Thanks for reading though:3
