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This is a continuation of the story in Locked and Chained. When you're drowning, it's good to have someone to help you swim to the surface. But is there enough air in the tank?
It gets darker. Let's hope the light at the end of the tunnel isn't just another train.
This one... This one might bite. I can't say I'm sorry.
Well, okay; I can, but I won't.
CAOIMHE
Finally, I broke down the walls. He gave me his key and let me unlock the door. He's fully letting me into his life and his secret world, and I can't wait to travel down every back street he is willing show me.
But he needs fixing. I know I can help. I know what he needs, and I know I can give him everything. I can play his tune, if only he'd let me hear the full orchestra.
LOCKEY
I can't do it to her. I know I shouldn't. I won't let myself.
But I must.
The symphony of life got a whole lot more complicated, and I seem to have lost my conductor's baton. In reality, I know; the only way to survive the coming storm is to put her at the epicentre. I have to protect her, and the only way I can do that is to keep her close and hope the jaws of Hell don't swallow her whole.
But I should know already - it's much too late for that.
