sizeofyourbaggage: (angry)
Sam Wilson ([personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage) wrote in [community profile] thearena 2015-03-05 10:18 pm (UTC)

He drops a little when his arm is grabbed, lowering his center of gravity to a more defensible position and very nearly turns around swinging before his mind catches up with him.

Albert. Sam's fists unclench a little as he tries to listen to what Albert's saying, but he keeps going back to the screaming, mind skipping like the broken needle of a record player. It can't be there, it can't be Riley.

Nightmare, it's just a nightmare, you have to shake it off. Your name is Sam Wilson. It's 2015. There's rock under your hand, snow everywhere. Riley Eldridge is dead. Riley Eldridge is-

The screaming gets louder, Riley begging for help, and why can't it be him?

"I don't care if it's a trap. You don't have to go with me, but I'm not going to leave him down there!"

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