[ Eddie sucks in another breath and nods as he squeezes his hand into a fist, letting the blood pool in his hand until it starts to drip down his wrist. First thing he's going to need to do when they get out of here is find something to clean this up with. ]
This better work. Or I'm gonna bleed all over the carpet just to spite them.
[ Unfolding his hand, Eddie stares at his bloodied palm as he strides toward the door again, clenching his jaw. He reaches out to press it against the wooden surface, closing his eyes and waiting. For what, he's not sure. A latch to click, a deadbolt to unlock, maybe. But he doesn't hear anything, so he tries the door.
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This better work. Or I'm gonna bleed all over the carpet just to spite them.
[ Unfolding his hand, Eddie stares at his bloodied palm as he strides toward the door again, clenching his jaw. He reaches out to press it against the wooden surface, closing his eyes and waiting. For what, he's not sure. A latch to click, a deadbolt to unlock, maybe. But he doesn't hear anything, so he tries the door.
It opens as though it were never locked at all. ]
What the hell is this place?