(Picture above credits go to my friend Katie)
⚠️WARNING⚠️
This story will include the following;
•Cursing/Mature Language so BBH stay away From this story.
•Blood
•Death, of who idk
•Inappropriate jokes
Please don't say you were not warned.
Description;
"What the fuck?.." I would say rubbing my head.
"Shut the. Fuck. Up. I'm trying to sleep." I'd hear my dear friend Katie say next to me.
"WHO ARE YOU!?!?" I heard a voice say behind me I turn my head and see...
Who did Ash see?
Who said that?
Where are they?
What's going to happen?
Find out by reading this book that is made off of nothing.
"Twelve and a half years now," Tommy said to himself.
He looked at the silhouettes of the others. He could sense that they were all demoralized. No one could revive them now.
"You're horrible," Schlatt said.
"I'm just counting the days, man!" Tommy said. "What else am I supposed to do? Socialize with you maniacs?"
Dream laughed, accidentally breaking character. "Yes. Yes, that is what is expected."
"Shut up, Dream!" Tommy shouted, forcing Dream to become the hopeless murderer again. "You're in no place to talk! You caused this!"
"You killed us!" Dream countered.
"I-"
A horrid pain spread from the centre of his torso. It was painful, but also really, really cold. Then it all went black. Well, as black as vision could be when stuck in darkness.
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Here is your sequel, everyone. I hope you enjoy the second Tale of Revenge, told from the not at all insane TOR!Tommy's point of view. Enjoy.