More Then A Prisoner - closed rp
@dontthinkforasecond
Ford felt himself getting turned back to normal, felt the gold over his body fading away as the feeling of his body moving in his body came back. He yelled out angrily, mostly something he was going to say to Bill just before he got turned into a statue but then stopped and looked around the room he was now in. There was a lot of items of Bill around and it was very fancy. Too fancy.
âWhat the...where am I?â
He questioned this thought out-loud despite the fact that no one was there to hear and answer him or so he thought as he soon heard the sound of a piano playing along with singing and turned to see it come up from the floor with the dream demon himself playing and singing the tune. The genius rose an eyebrow at this before rolling his eyes. He wasnât surprised by this.
âListen here Bill...â
The author started to shout out to the other after the song was done but then stopped when he felt one of his legs being unable to move and he looked down to see that it was shackled with a blue shackle and chain that was connected to the floor. He gasped at this as he realized he was a prisoner. A prisoner to the most evilest and dangerous being he ever knew.
