“You can make it stop. Save your Master. Isn’t that your duty, hmm?” The Sheriff fists Much’s hair, lifting his head. “What do you say, old boy? You give me what I want and—”
“The camp.” Much looks the Sheriff straight in the eye. Every breath is a struggle. “I’ll show you.”
Down the hall, Robin screams again; wordless and hoarse.
Wahhhhh!
*Runs away with Much/Carter/Robin to his happyplace*
no subject
“The camp.” Much looks the Sheriff straight in the eye. Every breath is a struggle. “I’ll show you.”
Down the hall, Robin screams again; wordless and hoarse.
Wahhhhh!
*Runs away with Much/Carter/Robin to his happyplace*
Disturbing and dark. Love it!