Tom.

tom was sitting on the couch curled up in an indeterminate position out of boredom, his head was hanging down from the couch yawning, he was turning over the pages when suddenly there was a loud sound and a sharp draft behind him, from which the pages of the book began to turn over, he straightened his hair in shock looked back and squealed falling to the floor looking at Tord with wide eyes. a tall guy in a uniform, a long coat and a raincoat glanced at his face was covered with an eye patch and instead of a hand there was a red prosthetic metal arm. WHAT THE-