Alex's heart was in her throat when he moved in front of her and let go of her hand, and she shouted, "Richard, stop." Because oh god she didn't want him to touch it, and she didn't want it to do anything like cling to him like it did in her nightmares, a sludge that never stopped trying to get her, that never stopped. She whimpered when he punched it, the sound completely involuntary and laced with all of the fear that was clenching around her heart.
And then there was the very purposeful sound of a stick breaking behind them, the sort of sound that haunted in scary movies and bad dreams, and Alex whirled her way towards it, her back against his when Warren was right there directly in front of her, and close enough to touch her. He had done it deliberately, broken that stick and Alex knew it, her rational mind was attempting to remind her that this wasn't real and this was just to scare her, but it was cut off by the sound of that same slow clapping as before.
"Well done, Richard," the words were filled with a bemused irony, but spoke for Alex's benefit. "We always wondered what it would have taken for you to admit that you had the psychic powers that you've always had. And apparently all it takes is for Alex Reagan's life to be in danger. Which is exactly what we needed to know. The people you love, Richard..." Warren took a step closer and reached out and caught Alex's chin so he was speaking in her face. "They're always going to be the perfect bait for you, before you destroy them in some way. How long do you think you've got, Alex?" Jerking her chin away, she threw a punch at him again, but this time he dodged it.
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And then there was the very purposeful sound of a stick breaking behind them, the sort of sound that haunted in scary movies and bad dreams, and Alex whirled her way towards it, her back against his when Warren was right there directly in front of her, and close enough to touch her. He had done it deliberately, broken that stick and Alex knew it, her rational mind was attempting to remind her that this wasn't real and this was just to scare her, but it was cut off by the sound of that same slow clapping as before.
"Well done, Richard," the words were filled with a bemused irony, but spoke for Alex's benefit. "We always wondered what it would have taken for you to admit that you had the psychic powers that you've always had. And apparently all it takes is for Alex Reagan's life to be in danger. Which is exactly what we needed to know. The people you love, Richard..." Warren took a step closer and reached out and caught Alex's chin so he was speaking in her face. "They're always going to be the perfect bait for you, before you destroy them in some way. How long do you think you've got, Alex?" Jerking her chin away, she threw a punch at him again, but this time he dodged it.