Interupt and try to talk your way out of it, M

From Create Your Own Story

"Actually, Mr. Johnson," Alex interjected, leaning in closer but maintaining his casual demeanor, "I believe my friend here has -"

"- Not meant to cause any offence!" you blurted out, interrupting Alex as he desperately tried to smooth things over. You sidestepped, positioning yourself at the table with Johnson as well. Alex shot you a look that screamed 'don't make it worse,' but it was already too late – Johnson's piercing gaze had locked onto you.

"Oh, you didn't, did you?" His voice dripped with venom as he circled the desk like a predator, now standing in front of both you and Alex. Your heart raced; the air in the room seemed to thicken, making it difficult to breathe. With a flick of his wrist, Johnson raised his hand and a bellowing clack of magic echoed through the room, sealing the door shut. The finality of the sound sent chills down your spine. The action was ominous, and you felt an unsettling sense of dread wash over you as Johnson laid a heavy hand on Alex's shoulder. You were trapped. There was no escaping this situation now, and all you could think about was how you'd managed to get yourself into such a mess. What had started as a harmless joke had spiraled out of control, and now you and Alex were at the mercy of Johnson's twisted whims.

"Please, let's just talk about this," you begged, hoping against hope that Johnson would see reason. But his eyes held no warmth or understanding, only cold calculation.

"Talking time is over," he snarled, tightening his grip on Alex's shoulder. "You wanted to be involved in this, so now you're going to deal with the consequences."

As you stared into Johnson's merciless eyes, you knew that whatever was about to happen would change everything. And all you could do was brace yourself for the storm that was about to unfold.


Johnson goes about his punishment uninterrupted

No, you can't do this, rush to the door to try and make an escape

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