It was cold, Especially since it was night, but the jacket kept him warm. Tommy was just a few more feet to Techno and Phil's house, keeping the hat he found in his large pocket on the inside of the coat.
It wasn't storming, which he was glad about, but he worried that he wouldn't be home once the sun went up. Leaving little Shroud alone in the morning.

He got up the steps of the house, carefully, so he wouldn't slip and fall, creating a loud noise. He went up to the wooden door, but stared at it for a good while. He very much hesitated to knock on the door, but he was now thinking he should just leave to hat and turn around. He let out a small sigh, gently placing the hat down on the porch and knocking on the door.
He turned around, going down the steps, though he didn't know why he didn't choose to run instead of walk.

He heard the door creak open, seeing light flash behind him. "Where are you going?" A familiar voice, obviously Phil's, said but had a calm tone. Tommy pause from walking, slightly turning his head, but refused to look at him.

"Home," he answered, continuing to walk forward, his feet touching the snow.

"L'Manburg?" Phil said, grabbing the hat. Tommy just paused, only hearing the howling, cold wind in his ears. But, he shook it off and continued walking.

"L'Manburg is not my home anymore, Phil. I've learned to live on my own."

"Is it because you've been destroying shit there, so you ran off?" Phil spat out. Tommy paused, but this time, his eyes widened and every sound cancelled out except for Phil.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Tommy replied back, acting cool from behind.

"Don't act like I'm stupid. Do you not think I wouldn't notice that coat? The same one Wilbur wore?" Tommy could hear Phil walking on the porch, but hasn't yet gone down the steps. Though, Tommy was not giving in quite yet.

"What are you talking about?" He said, his tone more monotone.

"Tommy, I was there when Jack's house burnt down! I was there when you killed Eret! Many of the others probably couldn't see you, but I definitely could." Tommy tried to look back on those events, but he doesn't remember seeing Phil anywhere.

"Let me go home, Phil." Tommy spat out, though, Phil hasn't had enough.

"I'll let you go home until you explain yourself. Why would you do it?" Phil asked. Tommy was about to cover himself up once more, until he heard them again. The strange voices that grew the last time, after the whole incident with Jack.

'Don't let him see through you.'
'Go after him.'
'Make him stop!'

"Tommy, answer my question. You put so many of your friends in danger, there must be something wrong?"

'Don't let him win!'
'It was never meant to be.'
'Keep your secret.'

They grew louder and louder to the point Phil was just an annoying bug in the background. 'HE is making this happen. They're growing cause he won't shut up!' Tommy thought, trying to over crowd them.

"Are you scared of something? If so, I can help you!"

Louder.

"Tommy, just tell me."

And louder.

"Tommy, this isn't you-!"

"This is me, Phil, whether you like it or not!" Tommy lashed out, turning around, slinging his disk right at Phil. Phil, surprisingly, dodged, but he was in shock. Tommy was catching his back, visibly shaking. He didn't want to do that, nor did he think about doing that.

"So..this is where you're going go for," Phil said, in a more serious and dark tone. Tommy just stood there in silence, but he still was calming down.

Phil took the disk out of the wall. "Techno was right," he tossed the disk back to Tommy. He didn't realize, but Tommy did a close catch to the disk. "You have become the new villain of the SMP."