The rapid movement jolts me awake
the sound is muffled
someone is screaming
I can feel their hands shaking
They aren't normally afraid
The distinct click
I am shifted upwards
My brothers freed in quick succession
They do not normally leave so often
It's my turn now
and I feel the pulse
and I'm flying out but his hands are up
It is not supposed to be like this
Why are his hands up?
Why am I here if his hands are up?
I can see the fear etched in his face as he begins to fall
time suspends
I want to go back
I shouldn't be here
I shouldn't be here if his hands are up.
Why were they afraid?
He's afraid and his hands were up.