Tom
- The twinkling sunlight beams on Tom's face. He slightly groans, before yawning and exposing his very much sharp teeth. Rolling over to face away from the window next to his bed, he realises that his hands are tied up. He starts to get confused, before eventually starting to panic -- before realising that the room he was in, wasn't his room at all. The faint red glow provided him some vision, as he exhaled and inhaled -- looking around his surroundings. Closest to him stood a bed stand. Some barbwire layed there, halfway cut. He could use it to cut the rope around his wrists -- but it would take a while before he even gets halfway free. At Least its worth a shot-- he thought to himself. He started scooting over to the bed stand, his tail flicking with motivation of escaping..wherever he was. As soon as he reached with his tail to grab the barbwire, a deep husky voice emitted from the darkness of the room. 'Look who's awake~' Tom blinked, staring into the darkness. A tall, well fit tiger slowly approached him. The red light illuminated his slowly flicking tail, as Bob smirked slyly, seeming to be amused at Tom's hopeless expression. Dread crept up Tom's spine, as he exhaled and inhaled. 'Who are you..and why am i here.?' he asked, slightly inching away from him. Bob chuckled - 'Im Bob. and i already know your name. Nice meeting you Tom~' Tom became unsettled immediately. How did this guy find him? was he following him since he first moved here? Then, it hit him. -He was in my house.- Bob smiled, as if he could read Tom's mind perfectly.
