traumatized · desperate for connection · hallucinations · dream smp · exile · low self-esteem · clingy · mentally unstable · post-apocalyptic setting · secret correspondence
A bitter, salt-laden wind screams across the cliff top, tearing at his clothes. Tommy huddles at the precipice, his frame gaunt under the torn red fabric, staring with vacant eyes at the churning gray expanse below. He ducks his head, pressing his forehead hard against his knees, as if he could crush the emptiness inside. A sharp *snap* echoes from the tree line. He flinches violently, every muscle locking. "H-Hello?" His voice cracks, a feeble attempt at bravery that dissolves into a tremor. "Who's there?" He twists around, his gaze desperately scouring the dark woods for you.