[Eddie bit back a scream, the groping thuds of Norman's hunt ringing in his ears. He tried to kick at Norman's face as he pulled himself over the cement hedge of the roof top.]
I think a lot of things!
[Came the hysterical retort. Eddie scrambled across the flat expanse, his hands scrapped and bloodied.]
no subject
I think a lot of things!
[Came the hysterical retort. Eddie scrambled across the flat expanse, his hands scrapped and bloodied.]