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“HELLO?!”
“ANYONE OUT THERE!?”
“WHERE THE HELL AM I?” Tommy screamed into the void as he kicked at the chains that held him suspended in darkness. The bolts plunged tightly into his skin and Surprisingly he felt little to no pain and instead swung back and forth as flashes of red shot around him.
Out of pure boredom Tommy hung and watched the beads of red drip off his arms and legs. The red flashes made his eyes hurt and he muttered curses under his breath.
“WHERE THE HELL AM I?”
“Why are you an odd one!” Twisting his body around (which was incredibly hard to do with chains in his flesh.) Tommy came face to face with a man who he hoped was Jimmy.
“I’m not odd, you're just old!” The man who he quickly came to the realization was not Jimmy let out peals of laughter. Tommy grimaced at the sound of chalk scraping along a chalkboard.
“And your laughter sounds like a dying pig!” The man snapped his jaw shut and floated forward. It seemed an endless void was below his feet and Tommy kicked at the space in wonder.
A hand shot forward and gripped his chin. Forcing Tommy to lock eyes with the man who he quickly grew to dislike.
“You know most adults would be begging for me to end them right now just from the chains!” The man crackled “but you don’t seem to feel a thing!” Annoyed and confused Tommy smirked and spat in the man's face.
“I forgot! Where are my manners? Names Alastair.” Tommy cringed as Alastair licked his spit off his face. “What’s yours?”
“Fuck you.” Tommy said with a deadpan look and he grinned as Alastair's eyebrow twitched.
“Well you're gonna slowly turn into a demon no matter what happens!” A thin sliver of panic wedged it’s way into Tommy’s mind at Alastair's sing-songy statement.
“What- what do you mean?” The demon grinned with too much teeth at the boy's stutter.
“Oooh you have no idea! Fine I’ll let you go down to the mortal realm! I can’t wait to see the blood shed you’ll cause!” Grinding his teeth Tommy managed to raise his middle finger slightly as the chains retracted from his skin.
With nothing left to hold him up Tommy let out a shriek as he fell into the void.
“Beware the hunters! And don’t fight reapers! Try not to die!” Alastair yelled from above as Tommy fell into a cushioned seat. He looked upward as the glowing portal he fell from disappeared in a flash of sparks.
“Now where the hell am I?” Tommy muttered, looking around with wide eyes at the much older men who surrounded him. He nervously rubbed the back of his neck at the looming figure of the bartender who glared down at him with a beer bottle in hand.
“How the hell did this kid get in here!?”
“Gotta go fellas!” With that Tommy darted to the nearby door and hastily ran into the night. His veins were pumping with adrenaline as loud shouts echoed from the building behind him.
Being much faster then the beer bloated men Tommy successfully escaped the bar and was now walking down the side of the road. Large trees and bushes surround him and Tommy could tell he was in a forest.
“Now all I have to do is follow the road!” Internally cheering at his smartness Tommy trekked along the dirt side till he reached a small green sign.
“This isn’t Florida for sure.” The small flashes of passing cars lit up the sign and the boy was struck with a heavy sinking feeling.
“Welcome to the town of Sioux Falls? Where the hell is that?!”