It sure was strange being under the control of the amulet. You drifted in and out of control like a sleep walker. Even as you walked into the showers looking for Tom you didn't kniow what you were doing. The amulet was telling you something. Something about Tom. Tom was important...
"Find Tom. Find Tom. Find Tom" it whispered blankly in your mind. You slowly pulled Tom's shower curtain open, as quite as a killer from an old horror movie. He had his back to you and was humming lightly to jimself a tune you should remember, but couldn't. The onlt thought that echoed in your mind was the fact that you had to find Tom. Find Tom. You reached out for him when all of a sudden...
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