Key- Italics= personal thoughts Bolded italics= bad guy thoughts in your head
{Sean's POV}
No. No! I can't listen! I can't die here!
Yes, you can, and you will, he says in my head, so only I can hear.
"Help! HELP!" I scream, with what little hope I have. The... THING... laughs.
"Go ahead and cry, Jack. No. One. Cares," he says, in that terrible voice of his.
Someone does... I know it- They don't.
He-no, it- shoves me, and I stumble off the edge, hanging on by my hands.
Just hold on, Sean...
"Goodbye, Jack."
It disappears, literally leaving me hanging.
Just let go, Sean...
But I can't, because someone is grabbing my hand, pulling me up, pulling me away from my end. No, just... let me go...
They don't listen. I look up, into the eyes of the one stopping me from dying. I look into her eyes, and before I know it, I'm falling.
Falling in love.
