It had been the last paragraph that he had missed. That was his first thought when he regained consciousness. A twist had been introduced and the book had practically ended. But he still didn't feel like he had finished it. Which was a shame. He had enjoyed the trilogy and wanted to read it until the end. But in his mind he shrugged. All the more reason to try and get through this.
He tried to move his arms. Restrained. That bugged him slightly, but there was no point in caring. If he was going to die then he could not help himself no matter what. Even if his arms were free. Even if he had twenty pairs of arms. Nothing could be done.
A sharp pain suddenly erupted in his nose. Broken, most likely. He made no sound, showed nothing on his face until he opened his eyes to see where he was. He was sat in front of Commandante Warner, who stared back at him. So he was not dead yet. He would still say what he had come to say.
'Good afternoon,' he said to the Commandante, a slight smile now on his face.
[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.
