(_Author's Note: Got this idea from that other site that Anonymous51 told me that he was writing at. City Dolls. Seemed like something different to try)
After a few moments, the convulsions stopped, and he stood up, straight as a board, a blank, emotionless expression on his face.
A giant silver key erupted from his back, about a foot in length. It suddenly began to turn on its own, with a soft, but audible ticking sound, like clockwork.
Tom began to move, all of his motions in sync to the ticking.
