He went to a bar to calm his nerves, still haunted by his traumatic past but it turned out that people still prefer not to have him around ten years after the mine accident.. "What?! You people wanna blame me for the shit that happened a decade ago?" He asked angrily as they tried to lead him out and jerked his arm from their grasp. "I didn't kill those people" Tom added, raising his voice, his eyebrows knitting in disbelief. This had to be a bad joke, right?