~WREN~
In that grip, I can't breathe and all I can feel is being dragged away. For a moment I wonder if whoever it is is on my side or trying to kill me too because I swear I can feel my strength waning as the oxygen in my system fades. I can't see them since I'm facing the other way but they are pulling me away from the direction of the whisperer.
I can feel myself losing consciousness and my attempts to free at least my nose fail. I close my eyes and give up trying. A moment later, the hold eases up and I gasp loudly trying to catch some air. I turn around quickly ready to hit them and scream but he holds my hands quickly.
"Wren, it's me! Relax!" he states with a hushed tone.
"Roman?" I question. "Is it really you or is it some kind of illusion?"
"It's me. I am here to help you."
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