Tommy woke up to nervous pacing around him, back and forth near where his feet were resting on an extremely comfortable bed.

Where was he? He was out helping Dream with vampire hunting when he was attacked, and felt fangs in his neck and then blacked out—wait, oh oh no…no no no no no!

Tommy shot up, looking around the giant room decorated in soft colors but muted soft colors and the giant canapé bed with blankets and silk sheets.

Tommy’s eyes looked on the person who was wearing a simple poets top and black dress pants were staring at him with deep red eyes.

“Who are you?!” Tommy demanded, frantic. His brain was full of a lot of confusion thoughts and emotions and feelings of what was going on a few of them regarding danger or kidnapping but most of them were: Family, Sire, Safe, Careful, Gentle, Parent, Safe, Family, Love, Love, Safe.