Aug 13, 2017
@icarussolved
he’s been sitting in this goddamn chair for three hours already, wrists secured safely by a pair of metal cuffs looped around a small hook beneath the table. ‘we should wait for Price,’ the cops had said. wait for Price, wait for Price, paid the price, The Price Is Right ----- his mind’s a jumbled mess, the Overlook’s influence still clogging every pore, seeping through his teeth, eager to sink its claws into him again and FINISH WHAT IT STARTED. his already spotty train of thought is derailed even further as another man enters the room, and even without the well-pressed suit or the badge clipped to his belt, he’s garnered Jack’s attention already. ❛ i’m guessing you’re Price. ❜