-Sides Sequel-[Future TomTord]

I'm back!

"Baby, don't seem so mad," Tord cooed. I simply looked away but I could see him get up from the corner of my eye. He walked over to me and I felt his arms wrap around me, the scent of his cologne filling my nose. "I'm sorry if your frustrated, you just need to relax though, calm down and I'm sure everything will be ok."

"I don't need to rest! I'm perfectly fine! Stop treating me like some baby!" I yell, but it was more of a high pitched squeak. I could feel Tord shake his head as he gently ran his finger through my hair. 

"I'm not treating you like a baby, but you went through a traumatic experience and both your mind and body are probably exhausted and your not processing things. Just calm down, ok little grump?" He said in is low yet slightly calming voice. I wanted to melt into him but at the same time I just wanted to get away. Away from him, from this army, from myself. My head hurt, everything seemed fuzzy and crowded. 

I pushed Tord away from me but he just picked me up. "Come on Tommy, let's get you to bed," He said softly. 

"I'm not tired tho! Put me down!" I said as I struggled to get away. 

"Calm down Tom, I'm not going to hurt you," He cooed softly as I felt him run his fingers through my hair. 

I growled and flipped myself out of his arms before starting to run, not sure where I was going, just wanting to clear my head. I started running past rooms, down the long halls. I could hear Tord calling after me and chasing after me but I didn't care. I took a bunch of random turns,  at this point I was unsure of where I was. I ran into a random empty room, closing and locking the door before collapsing to the ground. 

I layed my head in my hands, so confused. I couldn't even tell how I was feeling at the moment. Nothing made sense, I couldn't process anything. I whimpered before opening my eyes and looking around the room. It seemed to just simply be a empty room. The walls were white and smooth, the floor simply concrete. There was a table in the middle of the room and a few cupboards, but other than that it was all empty. 

I heard a loud bang from somewhere around the base. Flashbacks of the bomb going off rung in my ears. I found my breath getting shorter as I was back to just after I had pressed the button. I ran, but it wasn't fast enough. The bomb was about to go off. I was going to die. I had to get away. 

I needed to get out. 

My chest hurt. 

I ran. 

Faster. Faster. 

I didn't have enough time. 

Faster. 

I had to get out. 

Faster.

I wasn't going to make it. 

Faster. 

Couldn't make it. 

I kept running. 

Heard the first sounds of the explosion. 

Hit the ground. 

It hurt. 

It burned. 

I was going to die. 

I couldn't breathe. 

Hurt. 

It hurt. 

Help. 

It hurts. 

Can't breathe. 

Help. 

Someone. 

Hurts.