Seaart Official Selection

"Ten, paces fire!" Time stopped. Tommy’s entire body went numb. He tried to open his mouth to say something, but his body was determined to keep him silent. His vision went dark, and he could no longer feel his headphones over his ears. The mouse in his hand. The slight breeze of his ceiling fan. For a few seconds, he couldn’t feel anything. His senses came back to him all at once. The first thing Tommy noticed was the weight in his right hand -- a bow. His nostrils stung with the lingering scent of gunpowder. In front of him was a masked figure. Their right arm was bent, their elbow by their face. In their left hand was a bow, aiming directly at-- ~~~ Aka Dream and Tommy get transported into the SMP world and have no idea what the fuck is happening

Pogtopia is discovered and attacked before Technoblade could be summoned. Now Tommy is missing and the Dream Team has to deal with a traumatized and injured Wilbur. The rest of Manberg thinks their former vice president is on the run and their former president is dead leaving everyone unsure of the nation's future. What a mess.

Wilbur continued walking in the direction they’d been headed in. The group proceeded down into the hall which was barely lit by torches along the sides every few feet. At the end, stood a metal door with a small barred window. Wilbur could feel his hope rising. If he were to keep a hostage, it would be in there. The gang slowed to a stop at the door and the man with horns turned to face Wilbur and opened the door without a word. “Tommy-” Through the dark room, Wilbur’s attention was brought directly to the teen boy’s red and white shirt. He almost smiled at the sight of it, but he knew he couldn’t celebrate yet.