[It's truly panicked now, his struggles only increasing-- until those shadows start to pull at his arm. He stills, whimpering, not wanting to risk tugging it harder and only hurting himself more; he can feel warmth and slick wetness on his skin along with the pain of the hands and claws tearing at him, knows they're digging in too deep. Ryan can't hold truly still, flinching away (or trying to) every time they cut him, face wet with tears he hadn't even noticed, screaming sobs escaping him as the darkness gains strength and redoubles its efforts. It hurts, everything hurts, he doesn't know how long he can stand this.]
Henry-- Henry, please, make it-- just make it stop, help me--
[Any thought of dignity's long gone out the window, eclipsed by how badly it hurts, how terrified he is. It's outright begging, desperately sobbed out between pained cries.]
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[It's truly panicked now, his struggles only increasing-- until those shadows start to pull at his arm. He stills, whimpering, not wanting to risk tugging it harder and only hurting himself more; he can feel warmth and slick wetness on his skin along with the pain of the hands and claws tearing at him, knows they're digging in too deep. Ryan can't hold truly still, flinching away (or trying to) every time they cut him, face wet with tears he hadn't even noticed, screaming sobs escaping him as the darkness gains strength and redoubles its efforts. It hurts, everything hurts, he doesn't know how long he can stand this.]
Henry-- Henry, please, make it-- just make it stop, help me--
[Any thought of dignity's long gone out the window, eclipsed by how badly it hurts, how terrified he is. It's outright begging, desperately sobbed out between pained cries.]