Back? Martin's face scrunched up, not understanding. Back to...Home? Or. Well, it was always the room. Maybe if he pinned the door shut and pushed the...
The mattress against the...
Martin froze up, feeling a sharp tightness in his chest and the welling up of so much adrenaline.
Anora.
"No!"
His shoes scuffed and scraped against the ground as he scrambled wildly to his feet, clawing at the wall to find handholds for support. He let out a whimpering, sobbing sound, cut short by too little breath. I can't breathe! He grabbed at his throat, falling back against the wall. Anora. "Agh, ha–! N–!"
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The mattress against the...
Martin froze up, feeling a sharp tightness in his chest and the welling up of so much adrenaline.
Anora.
"No!"
His shoes scuffed and scraped against the ground as he scrambled wildly to his feet, clawing at the wall to find handholds for support. He let out a whimpering, sobbing sound, cut short by too little breath. I can't breathe! He grabbed at his throat, falling back against the wall. Anora. "Agh, ha–! N–!"