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CHAPTER TEN.
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When Thomas opened his eyes, he saw a black figure atop him.
It had cat eyes and was smiling, not human like, but a smile that stretched from ear to ear.
Thomas noticed something, he couldn't move.
He just stared at the creature breathing heavily and sweating.
Sleep paralysis. Was the first thing that came to Thomas.
The creature opened its mouth, widely and inched closer to his face.
Thomas closed his eyes tightly and fell into unconsciousness.
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When he woke up this time, his vision was blurry.
He somehow knew he was in a hospital, maybe because of the white walls, white was a common shade the hospitals seemed to love.
This time, he could move, so Thomas knew what he'd experience was sleep paralysis. He looked to his side and saw four people.
They where standing a bit far from the bed.
"Thomas?" One of the people walked up to him.
Thomas's vision was coming back to reality. When the person stopped next to him he could tell who he was.
It was a man. He had pitch black messy hair, in a wolfcut. Thomas knew who this person was because of the tattoos and piercings. He had a Glasgow smile tattoo on both corners of his lips, he had snake bites. On the left side of his face, painted on his skin was a large sword, underneath the sword tattoo was another one that spelled out R-I-C-H. The right side of his face was covered in tattoos too, some where spelling words while others were drawings of hellish creatures like the Cerberus which was drawn under his right eye. He had really rude words tattooed onto his lower part of his rich cheek. His neck was covered with tattoos, the tattoo features jagged spires and broken gothic shapes, like a crumbling cathedral. Sharp lines spread outward, giving it a dark, fractured, and haunting look.
The man was a bit taller than Thomas at least 5'9, he was wearing a black compress t-shirt, his sleeves were cut up mid shoulder and you could see his biceps which were also covered with tattoos, there where snakes and more rude words written on them.
"Dad?" Thomas asked, blinking twice.
"Thomas." His Dad crouched next to him and placed a hand on his forehead, "your body looks fine."
