Thomas stopped dead... A blank expression came over his face,
"I am normal... There's nothing wrong with me, nothing at all" He leaned closer and put a hand on the lad's neck,
"I will break your fragile little neck, do you understand?" Thomas' expression was the gaze of a Shark, he was cold and dead inside and in this moment, that fact was quite obvious,
"I know what's real and what's not... But you don't do you... You don't even know if I'm real" Thomas quietly whistled a tune and loosened his grip on the young man's neck,
"I hope you understand now... I don't need help, unlike you"