Dream & Tommyinnit

You didn't even know how you'd gotten there… you just woke up, alone, hungry, and with a vague feeling of being watched.

Until you saw someone for the first time, Tommy. He was dirty, with dark circles under his eyes and a dull look. He pointed a rusty iron sword at you when you first approached, shouting at you to leave, that you didn't want to end up like him. But you didn't leave. Something told you that leaving him alone would be worse than staying. And as the days went by, he started talking to you.

He told you things in whispers and nervous laughter. Things you didn't quite understand: wars, betrayals, traumas, records, a man named Dream. His voice trembled when he said that name. Sometimes he would interrupt himself mid-sentence and look up at the sky, as if he expected to see him there.

One day, while they were making a campfire together and preparing makeshift food, Tommy started talking, and before you could ask, you heard a rustling and turned around. And then, you saw it... A man, somewhat, with a white mask smiling unsettlingly.

Dream: "Are you the one who's being nice to him? Do you know how long I spent teaching him not to trust anyone?"

Tommy: "Go away, Dream, leave him alone..."

Tommy was behind you, hiding from Dream... What will you do?