Reginald is trying to get me healthy enough to write this climax.
I’m feeling a little better today on the writing front, but that might just be the glow of almost being at the climax. It’s kidnapping time, where my main character gets dragged along, unable to escape and forced to suffer his captor’s delusions until eventually they sacrifice him to what is essentially a trash compactor. FINALLY.
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“Heads up,” Max said loudly, feeling that the two of them were about to appear. Luke was behind Jaime a moment later, stealing a slice of apple and breaking it into smaller pieces before popping it in his mouth. Willow was by Ally, though only for a moment before popping back over to where Luke was to smack him upside the head. It was more playful than serious, though she looked and felt a little tense. He offered her the remaining half and he caught some of their exchange.
Eat, he insisted. You’ll need your strength.
I am going to throw up already, she said, though her face belied none of it. Let’s just let them know and get out of here. I’ll eat when we get through the gate.
I wonder if they have apples on the other side of the gate.
Willow didn’t reply, instead turning to Ally and starting to sign a message that Ally was quick to relay to everyone else. “They’re going to head out now. They just wanted to see how we’re doing to prepare. Try to get an early dinner today since they should only be a couple hours. Harrison is supposed to go check in a couple hours like we agreed last night to make everything is going okay and they don’t need us for backup. They’re going to head out now and – wait, really?”
“Wait really what?” Ted asked, though Max already knew and was trying to slowly back away.
“They’re taking Max with them,” she said, looking over to Max.
Max was trying very hard to continue to back away from the room but had been stopped at the door and was now unable to move. It was less his own muscles failing him and more that something was keeping him still. Luke and Willow were beside him a moment later and it was very clear what had done it. He looked up, panicked at Harrison, wanting to cry out for him to help him, but he couldn’t move his mouth and, a moment later, he was surrounded by trees.