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He woke up.
That was literally it.
Tubbo's everything hurt. His head was pounding and his limbs ached as if they had been tossed into a washing machine. A washing machine on the rough cycle, at that. What was.. Happening? The ground beneath him felt soft, and springy, not solid and textured like the cafe's floor tiles. But he wasn't at THE cafe was he? He could barely recall anything.. The name of his job, his address, and any strange encounters he had had were all lost to him. All he knew was that he was somewhere and that was not where he should be.
He squinted his eyes open and immediately slammed them shut out of shock. It was so bright! The sky above him was a startling blue color, with white clouds that looked unbelievably fake. But they weren't fake. He had seen them move. Holy crap. He had never seen a sky like that in his life! Well, besides in the dentist's chair. That only freaked him out more, of course.