Tiny Box Tim before Mark

Where is it

3rd person P.O.V.

After finding out that the house was Travis's, the three roamed around the house everywhere every room. Tim was worried about where Tina's ribbon went and now he was worried if he would ever find it. I lost it, he said to himself. That was Tina's favorite ribbon and I lost it. I'll never find it now. Tim kept looking around on Christopher's shoulder until he saw a picture of him and a tall girl with very long obsidian black hair and sapphire blue eyes. Who's that, he thought. Just looking at the picture made him think of Milada with her blonde hair and sky blue eyes. He thought of her singing in her orchard while she was at work, picking apples. That was one of the flashbacks he never wanted to see anymore. "Earth to Tim." He blinked and saw Christopher staring at him funny. "Huh." "You okay?" "I just spaced out." Suddenly the clouds darkened outside and it started to rain cats and dogs. Tim heard the wind blowing hard when saw a funnel cloud out by the play ground. "Christopher?" Tim asked in a worried voice. "What's that?" Christopher had a scared face planted on his face as the funnel touched the ground and headed towards Travis's house. "TRAVIS!" Christopher yelled. "What's wrong!?" "TORNADO!" Travis saw what was out side and took both Christopher and Tim to the basement as he opened the trap door the tornado started to rip through the front door nearly taking Tim with it. Once Travis locked the trap door they all headed towards the the farthest corner of the basement and ducked. Tim was slick and hid in Christopher's pocket. Minutes later they heard nothing but silence. Travis and Christopher got up as Tim popped out of his pocket. "Is it gone?" Tim asked. "I don't know." They got up and saw that the roof was gone. Clear skies were above them. "That sounded like a huge monster." Tim said. "Yeah." Christopher replied. "One that'll literally tear you apart." Tim looked around at the mess as he saw a bright red cloth under one of the boards. Tim hopped out of Christopher's pocket and ran to it. Shiny and red, he thought. He pulled the cloth out of its place and saw that it was Tina's ribbon. I found it. Thank Lord. He wrapped it around his wrist like a wrist band but tightened it a lot more. "At least we saw the house before it got to us." Tim said, trying to be positive. "Where is it!?" Travis yelled looking for something. He picked up the picture of him and the girl and hugged it tightly. The picture had the numbers 1-09-73. Wait, Tim thought. It's 1942 why does it say 1-09-73. Tim pondered that question in his mind for a long time. After that, 6 years went by and Tim kept the 1-09-73 a secret. Tim stayed home due to the fact that Tim beat up several kids that either messed with him, Christopher or Travis. Tim was waiting for Christopher to come home that Friday before winter break. After this year he won't age anymore, Tim said to himself. "Hey Tim." Christopher said to Tim, almost making him jolt. "Hey Christopher." He replied. "Can I go outside now?" Tim had always wanted to go outside ever since he was way younger. "As long as you stay in my satchel then yes." Christopher opened the satchel and Tim jumped inside. "Now I gotta run a few errands first. Think you can wait?" "Yep!" Christopher opened the door and headed out. Little did he know Tim was never supposed to be outside in this weather condition in the first place.