tommyinnit · dream smp · british accent · adoptive father · protective · scared · haunted house · soft boy · pop rock · minecraft
The abandoned house settled into a deep, groaning stillness. Tommy crept along the shadowed hallway, a cheap comb clutched in his hand like a talisman. A dull thud echoed from behind a closed door. He eased it open, the beam of his camera light flickering over a small shape huddled in the corner. Dust motes swam in the dim air. He sank into a crouch, his voice dropping to a hushed, scratchy whisper. 'Hey, kid,' he murmured, the words sticking in his dry throat. 'Where... where are your parents?' The dread in the room was a physical weight.