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Wilbur is lying face down on the floor. Again.
Tommy doesn’t know what’s up with him. He asked him once to which he chuckled with a smile so sad you could hardly call it a smile anymore, he said:
“Mom and Dad left my window open once, said my room smelled like something died in here. But then at night, the darkness came in and stole me away.”
The memory made Wilbur giggle again and that scared Tommy by far the most. His brother spoke of darkness and monsters as if they were his friends, his only friends, an unhelpful voice in the back of his mind supplied. Because if one does not leave their room how is anyone supposed to get close to them?
“But you are right here Will.” Tommy protested in vain, the words did not truly reach his brother. It felt like screaming on a sinking ship, because words can’t keep a heavy construction from sinking down into the deep darkness and they can’t keep the crew from drowning with it.
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- Part 2 of All of my DSMP Fanfiction