It's been..How many years has it been now? Seven probably..Seven years into exile. Yippee..

Tommy was currently sitting by the ocean, sitting on the sandy beach as he watched the water with an empty expression; the only sound being the ocean waves and birds chirping. The sound was comforting, but it made him so..On edge.

He couldn't do much, he didn't even bother getting good materials anymore since they'd just get destroyed after a week by Dream. He was just waiting for someone to come at this point. Whether that be Dream or someone else..