JESSICA BERKELEY.
"Great! Just great!!" I mutter, stretching my hands forwards to see if I can hold on to anything.
From Devin's side, I keep hearing low grunts followed by unsteady rough breaths and when I listen closely..
"No.. no..no.." He whispers in a tired but frightened voice.
"Devin?" Calling out to him, there was no answer.
I feel something is wrong. I pull my hands out into the dark, using my instincts to reach out to him. I find him curled up by the wall and I crouch down to his level.
He jerks at my touch, moving back slightly.
"Devin.. It's me. What is wrong with you?"
I wrap my hands around him while he keeps muttering underneath his breath.. "Let it stop.. Let it stop"
I am taken aback by how he's acting up like he's having a panic attack.
"There is nothing here.
