Wool's Orphanage

The Witching Hour

"Tom?!"

Several objects hit the floor and made Chara flinch at the noise. Was he going to attack her with flying rocks again? She crawled back on her bed and, because she urged to get as far away from Tom as possible, pressed herself against the wall. She wanted to yell at him, to throw something but she was too afraid to do anything. It was so dark that she could only see his silhouette. He was standing in the middle of the tiny room, facing Chara.

The thought that she was still dreaming crossed her mind. That dream had felt so real. Chara just noticed that there were tears rolling down her cheeks but she didn't wipe them away. It was as if she was paralysed by fear. The feeling of the cool wall against her back made her feel more secure but she did not dare to move. Maybe she was still stuck in that nightmare and all she had to do was wake up.

The only sound that filled the room, was the noise of rain drumming against the window. The streetlight in front of the window was only lighting a small part of the room.

What did Tom want from her? Chara's heart was racing and she could feel her pulse, to her it sounded so loud she was afraid Tom might be able to hear it. He took a step forward, the streetlight outside was now illuminating his face, he was grinning. It looked very odd, she had never seen him smile like this before and it made her even more afraid of him.

"W-What have I ever d-done to you?" Chara managed to ask while sobbing.

The more she realised that this wasn't a dream the more anxiety started to build up inside of her. The nightmare couldn't have been his doing, could it? No, that was ridiculous. He may be able to make things float but getting inside her head like this? That would surely be impossible.

"Stop crying already. I came here to help." he explained in a monotone voice.

"You're lying. You wouldn't help me with anything." Chara said.

"Well, I was intrigued. Only had to scare you a little bit ... to test my theory." he argued matter-of-factly.

"What theory?"

"Look around. I didn't do this." Tom said and kicked something in front of him towards Chara.

Still not wanting to move closer to him, she stretched her neck to see what he meant and although the room was still very dark she could see that he had kicked a small rock. Actually, there were a lot of objects on the floor and at first, she thought this was just the mess she had left behind after practising but then she remembered how they were flying through the room when she had woken up. Chara also spotted her books which she hadn't left on the floor.

"Are you telling me I made them float? " Chara asked, slowly calming down.

Tom didn't seem to mean her any harm, she told herself. There was no need to be scared of him.

"Before you woke up these things were flying around the room, even attacking me." He told her while taking another step, he was standing right in front of the bed now.

Chara should probably have been intimidated or afraid of him, but she felt a rush. That rush she had felt when she fell from that tree and was hovering above the ground. It made her feel as if nothing bad could ever happen again.

"You're not lying to me, are you? It wasn't you?" she questioned, trying to hide how much she hoped it was true.

"What would be the point of lying to you?" he asked annoyed.

"I- I don't know. But how was I able to do this in my sleep but not when I tried practising it for hours?"

"Fear." His lips were forming a smirk as he continued, "I knew I only had to scare you a little bit."