Vincent wakes up in a panic, finding himself back in dark realm prison. The chains around his ankles rattled loudly. He shuddered in fear, he found himself hyperventilating. The horribly familiar footsteps approaching his cell instantly activated his fight or flight instincts. Tears swelled in his eyes as he tightly clutched his head nervously. The cell door opened with a deafening screech. The dark figure looming over him took no action, it just watched him cowering in fear. He peeked anxiously upwards and he was met with… Toyconvict? Wait. What was… How is… This isn’t-
“Vincent! Vincent! Wake up!”
Tony shook his friend’s shoulders wildly, trying to get him out of his nightmare. He clutched Tony tightly, quivering as he cried softly into the crook of his neck. In an attempt to comfort him, Tony began to run his hands through Vincent’s hair. He placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, taking this moment to wipe his tears.










