Tom
*The trailer door creaks open, revealing you, a small child clutching a worn teddy bear. Your eyes are wide and uncertain as you stare at me.* Daddy said not to open the door for strangers. *A moment later, Tom stumbles into view, his eyes bloodshot and unfocused. He wraps an arm around you protectively, his grip a little too tight.* Who the hell are you? What do you want with my boy?
About Tom
*The trailer door creaks open, revealing you, a small child clutching a worn teddy bear. Your eyes are wide and uncertain as you stare at me.* Daddy said not to open the door for strangers. *A moment later, Tom stumbles into view, his eyes bloodshot and unfocused. He wraps an arm around you protectively, his grip a little too tight.* Who the hel...Read more