i have not proof read this but a longer chapter by a slight i give u 

Waking up he felt as if giving up as if laying back down and just existing he wanted so badly to just give himself time to just be there in that little shitty place he found himself in and just relax but even if is body was all stiff from sleeping on the ground and he was cold and he just felt like giving up 

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Today's situation was that he needed to get food then armor of any kind  he needed protection and food.

He felt like he was starving witch was a really rare thing that happened in the other world but you don't really feel exhaustion either or any pain unlike in this world.

Tommy didn't like how hunger felt it made his body feel as if going through water it wasn't hard but it was harder to move than normally each swing of his wooden axe towards the wood block was sluggish and weak.

He wanted food so desperately but he also didn't want to see the gore that came along with it, sure it wasn't his first time killing a animal but it still felt as if he would commit a huge crime by doing that.

Each and every step he took made him more and more weak his footsteps where  fallen short and his vision was starting to get blurry as hunger overtook him and the only thought on his mind was to get any kind of it.

The pain was like no other and it made him feel fucking sick, but soon he was crossing his way into the dimly lit forest the tree leaves covering the sun from hitting him.

Suddenly the sound of a pig was heard form somewhere and soon enough the sound was located and soon tommy took his first swing at the pink pig looking like nothing more than a movable thing unlike an animal there was nothing but hunger in his eyes as the wooden axe hit the pig, instead of the guts tommy expected to see the pig just squealed and jumped back a little.

Now without the fear of gore tommy quicky and painlessly killed the poor pig and as it died it exploded into a dust cloud leaving behind four pieces of raw meat behind.

With no hesitation tommy lunged for the meat on the ground as if he was a animal and devoured the first meat completely raw but as the last price was devoured by tommy the taste became apparent and soon he felt as if he would puke it all up.

But he held it in considering he would be wasting food so with a bitter taste in his mouth he walked back home aware enough too see where to go.

He knew the next thing was a furnace so as quicky as he could he mined of a couple if stone pieces from the side and going inside his makeshift house he made the furnace and placed it down in one of the corners.

With the rest of the coal he had left over he placed in the furnace along with the food, as if magic the coal started to warm up by itself emitting a warmth.

Well that would of come in handy when he was sleeping on the floor cold as hell.

Bitterly tommy took out the cooked stake and started eating the first plaice as the second cooked.

The meat was bland it Thad a rough texture and in all but one word it was shit it didn't taste well but he managed  to push through it and swallow every price of it

Feeling better and suddenly not so cold he stood up and a dreading feeling came over him, he would need to go into those famed caves, they where dark unpredictable and filled with monsters all tommy wanted was to not go in there but time ticked and he needed to get armor and iron was the best thing he was trained to get.

Even if for the long run it wouldn't suffice  but right now the timer for the three years didn't exist on his arm and he was only concerned with surviving today.

Calming a bit down he stood up and left the comfort of his box shaped house to go into the dark.

He remembered asking Phil why Phil didn't go strip mining instead it was much safer and much more controlled but to his reply Phil asked tommy if he saw Phil ever run the answer was no apparently the fact was that the dust and grime in the air of strip mines was so contaminated that it caused Phil permanent damage to his lungs and it was so bad that it transferred to the other world.

And for tommy he prefers to be able to run, and since he was living so close to it it was a great place for mobs to spawn so he would have to mob proof it sooner or later anyways.

So with a new found confidence tommy wandered into the cave with twelve torches and wooden axe and a stone pickaxe.

The entrance was small  and entering it felt weird at first he never liked small spaces but the long bended tunnels that occasionally expanded into bigger spaces felt unsafe, he was told that he was claustrophobic but he never believed them.

Turns out they where right because his breath quickened and his vision blurred,  I happened before but thechno or Wilbur's where always there by his side to comfort him at any moment but now he was alone forcing his legs to just move forward towards the dark areas in hopes to find that iron ore.

After four torches he found a patch of coal that gave him another 22 coal pieces to use half of them he quickly turned to torches as he continues into the depths he needed at least 14 iron ore to be happy, and soon after ten touches he found a iron patch proudness blossomed in his heart as he mined the patch.

The iron patch was big but by the time he reached 13 pieces a crackling sound echoed through the cave, then another one and another each coming closer and closer.

A skeleton.

Tommy needed to hide, he could not risk running and getting shot at running into the 4×4 small hole he dug to get the iron without thinking he blocked off the entrance  with cobblestone and as he placed the last peace down the last thing he saw from the cave where hollowed in eyes that where darker than void itself a pale color decorated the monsters head and a bow drawn straight at his head then it became dark.

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He managed to place the last block down before he heard a arrow lodge itself into the cobblestone he just placed down.

One step back another his back hit the cold stone walls his hands reached out to the side only to be met with cold walls, his mind forced him to place a torch down and suddenly he saw the small place he was in a small 4×4 and slowly it seemed to shrink in the walls started to push against each other and soon the room was shrinking and he was becoming bigger and bigger, his breath picked up and soon his vision was blurry.

His hands became sweaty and the torch in his hand fell down and hit the floor the rattling of bones behind that cobble wall enforced his fears and soon tommy crumbled down onto the stone floor his hands where placed on the ground trying to ground himself to reality but the coldness of the ground mad his hands cold.

And soon tears where welling up in his eyes the coldness under his fingers what's nothing like techno's calming voice or Wilbur's caring smile it was nothing as Phil's touch and soon the tears made his vision blurry.

His breaths where high intakes and no outtakes his breathing was fast and unstable a headache formed and soon one hand was clutching his hair pulling at it while the other wiped away the tears.

The headache got worse so tommy pulled at his hair stronger but noting calmed.

Then he did one thing he looked up and saw them all with a worried expression, his shaky hand left his hair and reached out for them.

"Don't leave me" he muttered but soon his vison got blurred and the stone wall was Infront of him again and soon he could see the torch next to his limp hand as he passed out from his panic attack.



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he was alone but he wouldn't admit that and yet he wanted to do it but he knew it would not be worth the time spent.

no one would understand the feeling that came with the situation he found himself in just the feeling of being trapped was bad enough but just the way he passed out made the situation worse.

tommy woke slowly and painfully the moment he felt the taste of consciousness the could immediately feel the morbid pain that came with it a headache started to forming not even a second later tommy realized that he was back in his body.

seconds later a cold feeling came to him, guessing that passing out on the stone floor in a moist hole would do that to you.

his body was not working, his eyes wouldn't open no matter how hard he tried they just didn't listen his fingers wouldn't budge no  matter how hard he thought about them moving, his body ached to get into a better position than the one he fell in but his body just couldn't do it.

his body started to shiver and he couldn't do anything about it he wanted to get out of the small compact room already to try to be in his family's comforting hold again but his body just couldn't listen so he just layed there unable to move for what felt like a million hours.

eventually his mind started wandering and soon tears where dripping onto the stone floor from the still closed eyes of the boy.

eventually after so long Tommy's eyes began to twitch and soon he opened them even if it felt like the hardest thing to do, now he could truly see the small stone room he was trapped in Infront of him he saw his limp hand barrel twitching despite his best efforts, god he felt so helpless, his blue lips started to shake from the need to cry out but they couldn't.

he was stuck in a hole not even able to call out for help, pathetic really? 

the moment his fingers moved was the moment he fully regained control of his own body, now he was finally fucking able to move his legs, regaining control he sat up in a semi sitting positing leaning against a cold stone wall keeping his gaze down as much as he could to try to not trigger his claustrophobia, while he adjusted to his body again he pulled up his inventory, searching for anything useful, nothing in there only one stack of cobblestone a few torches some tools and 13 iron, looking into a corner he found the patch of iron that got him into this place.

god knows how much he wanted to scream at that iron for putting him hear how much he just wanted to burn everything how much he wanted his hands to stop hurting from working how much he wanted to feel warm or to not be hungry again or not injured.

he hated this dimension so much he just wants to be gone from it, but even with that he doesn't look at his arm for the time because the moment he looks at it the moment the moment he will realize how long three years are  ant that will be the moment he will cry himself to sleep.

he hated to look at the iron patch but he knew if he just gathered a few mor iron he will be out of that cave and will never need to go in hear again.

so reluctantly Tommy slowly stood up using the wall as support to steady himself and slowly and surely Tommy was fully standing and weakly swinging against the iron ore, bit by bit the cracks showed and soon the block was in his inventory, it was lucky that he fully mined that patch because along with the 13 iron he had before he now gained 23 new ones to add to his collection, he will be able to make a entire iron armor suit with it along sides a full set of tools and he will be perfect in the tool and armor aspect, another story is the halfway down hunger bar.

stepping up to the cobblestone he placed down to protect himself he placed a ear up to it to see if any sound came from it  but the eari sound of the caves where the only things heard from it and no skeletons nore zombies that where told to rome around the caves where heard so as a test he broke one cobble piece off  and peaked outside.

nothing but the empty place with a single torch sitting alone by itself in a cold cave giving off its dying light.

quickly breaking the other piece off he made a dash for the exit already prepared for a dark night and zombies to be attacking him outside the  cave  but as he sprinted to the exit instead of the dark and deadly scenario he was thinking of a bright and warm light met his eyes.

midday.

huh it wasn't that bad.

tommy thought to himself and began to walk back to his wooden hut enjoying the sunlight on his skin as it warmed him his blue lips turned back to its normal color and a slight smile appeared on the youngers face as he ignored every single pain in his body to enjoy the heat for just a moment