BeforeIcouldsettledown,Iwasblownintothelivingroombyitandsuddenlyrealizedwhatwouldhappeninafewseconds.
Whatwillhappen?Itcanwrestle.Tomakemattersworse,whenIwasdraggedinbyit,nooneelsewasinterested.Keithisstillpanickinginthepool.SoIwaseasilydraggedupstairsbySeelane,whodidnotaskthelandlordifhewasallowedtogoupstairs,butevenifhecouldnotgoupstairs,hedidn'tcareunlesshewantedtowrestlewithme.
"Hey,letgo!"
Iletoutascream,hopingthatmyscreamwouldcatchtheattentionofthebusypeoplebythepool,butasIkeptwrithing,Ciaronmanagedtocalmmedown,andinsteadofdragging,heheldmeonhisshoulder.
"Whenyouareunderme,youaretired,tired,"hewhisperedhypocritically,takingmeonhisshoulder.
Whowilllistentoyou!
"Letgoofyou,Ciaron!"Icontinuedtoscream,clenchedmyhands,andpunchedmyfistonhisback.IwatchedwithworryasKeithsankintothepool,whileagroupofpeoplefellintothepoolandpickedKeithup.
BeforeIcouldseeKeithsurfacing,IwasdraggedupstairsbySeelaneanddumpedintoaroom,presumablydirectorWill'sguestbedroom.