Time// A Tommyinnit fanfiction

Tommy wakes up with a jolt.
A cold breeze stung his face as he sat up and tried to recognise where he was.
He was surrounded by woodland and he could hear a a river flowing somewherr nearby but he had no idea where he was.
He felt around in his pockets until he found his phone, slightly scratched up but it still turned on.
The boy realised his phone had been blown up with messages from firneds and family.
He tapped on the most recent message, from Wilbur, and attempted to forge some sort of question, without reading the messages.
//Hey Wil, why is my phone blowingh up?//
Immediately after the text was sent he recieved a call from his friend.
The confused blonde answered the phone only to hear heavy breathing before the words;
"Tommy....?"

Cover art is not mine! Credit to the artist!

In this, Tommy is 17, nearly 18.