Two

                                    

                                          
"Please! I told you, I don't know!" Tommy shouted, backing away. Punz grabbed his arms and held him in place, though, as the Green Bandit walked a step closer. 
"Lies. Why would Wilbur and the rest of you steal the map if you didn't already have some idea of where the treasure was?" He asked, "Wilbur knew something. And he must have told you. So, I'll give you one more chance. What the fuck does this mean?" The masked man held up the map to the boy's face.
The map was carefully taped back together but you could still clearly see where it had been torn in half. Most of the paper was covered with a drawing of an island, with a large mountain labeled as Sheephorn's Peak and a red X next to it. In the bottom center of the map, however, there were two rows of words. A riddle.
"Towards the rising sun you'll fare, beyond the tides of the ocean's hair, an island swallowed but always there, shall you find the Sea Ram's lair."
"Well it's the key to finding the island," Tommy suggested blatantly. The masked man sighed loudly as his impatience with his hostage grew.
"I know that already! But what does the riddle mean?" He questioned loudly, "What the hell is 'an island swallowed?' How can an island be swallowed?"
"I don't know!" Tommy exclaimed, "Why are you asking me?"
"Because you stole the map!" The Green Bandit shouted back, "Just tell us something won't you, Tommy? Gods, are you stubborn!"
Tommy struggled in Punz's grip, but the male only tightened his grip around the boy's arms. The boy was breathing quickly when he glanced up to meet the blank stare of the Green Bandit's mask. A flash of fear coursed through him but was overtaken by anger towards the pirate captain.
"I don't know anything!" The blonde repeatedly angrily, "And even if I did, would I tell you? Absolutely fucking not! You killed Wilbur! You're a murderer, Dream, and I hope you never figure out that stupid riddle!"
Punz winced at Tommy's statement from where he held the boy from behind. His words cut through the atmosphere like a blunt knife and certainly did not pass well with Dream. Even without facial expression, Punz could tell that his captain was ready to strangle the boy and throw him overboard. Instead, though, the masked man released a slow breath without breaking Tommy's gaze.
"You know what? I need a break," Dream stated calmly, "I'll come back. Punz, c'mon—let's give the other kid a shot." Punz released Tommy harshly and the blonde-haired boy fell to the floor, the side of his head banging against the wall.
After a moment, the door slammed shut and Tommy heard the click of the lock turning into place. There was a slight ringing in his right ear as he struggled to bring himself to sit in an upright position. There was a metallic taste of blood in his mouth. 
The blonde pulled his knees into his chest as he sat with his back to the wall. He nervously ran a hand through his hair before closing his eyes and leaning his head back to rest against the wooden wall. He truly had no idea where the treasure was, but the Green Bandit was certain that he did.
"Did you know, Will?" Tommy whispered, "Did you know anything about the riddle, but just not tell me? God, Will, what do I do? What should I do?" A loud scream erupted from somewhere else on the ship, and Tommy shivered. He prayed that Tubbo was fine, even if they hurt him, too.
The blood had stopped dripping from the small cuts on his arms, but they still hurt like hell. Tommy was tired. Starving. Scared. He had been trapped in this room for an unknown amount of time with barely any food, and this was but the second time the Green Bandit had come by, in hopes of prying information out of the two boys.