small paragraph sneak for the next chapter of “the cellar” :)))
Ribbit growled, frustration finally boiling over. “Don’t just turn away from me!”
The restraints shook violently as he struggled against them. “Reagan!” His voice echoed through the room.
“Stop!” The command sounded desperate.
Reagan froze, standing near the doorway. Neither of them spoke.
Then Reagan slowly reached for the door. Ribbit’s stomach dropped. “No…”
Reagan didn’t turn around, his voice came out cold and dangerously controlled. “Pomni will pay for the person you’ve become.” The door began to open. “And for everything you did.”
Ribbit’s pupils shrank. “No.” Pure panic flooded his chest. “No, no, no—” The restraints rattled violently. “NO!”
Reagan stepped through the doorway.
“Reagan, DON’T!” The desperation in Ribbit’s voice was hard to miss. “Please!”
His throat felt raw from the yelling. “Don’t hurt her!” The door continued sliding shut. “PLEASE!”
Reagan never looked back, the door sealed shut, suddenly Ribbit was alone.