Jordan
I watched in sheer horror as Alexander seized Scott by the neck, lifting him into the air with one hand. "No! Stop!" I screamed, panic clawing its way into my chest. "You're going to kill him! Stop!" I desperately clutched Alexander's arms, trying to pull him away from Scott, but it was as if I were trying to move solid marble. He didn't budge.
Scott gasped for breath, clutching at Alexander's arm as he struggled for air. I knew I had to act fast, or Alexander would inadvertently end Scott's life. My eyes darted around the room, searching for anything I could use, but all I saw were throw pillows, a blanket, and some magazines. Swatting at Alexander with a rolled-up magazine wasn't going to make a difference.
Driven by instinct, I ducked under Alexander's outstretched arm, jumped
