Thread:Orion's Dagger/@comment-24217012-20171230182144/@comment-24217012-20180206070328

Megatron: Boy, come out. Show yourself.

(They saw Timothy coming from the floors, as he was risen up. He was the same; his clothes, face, body, his flute. But something odd was inside of him)

Megatron: Will you show our guests the doors?

(He was manipulated with two earplugs that made him do whatever the boss said)