"Don't shoot him," he said as he reached over and made her lower her gun. The guy didn't deserve to be shot. They had no idea what was going on and he really didn't want anything bad happening because of something this hotel decided to do.
He was seriously trying to ignore the uncomfortable tug in his gut, but it was becoming harder to hide. "It feels like something is pulling at my insides." Even though the pain, he did pick up on a pattern. Every time Noah moved further away, the pain would grow. But whenever he was pulled back in it lessoned. "Get back in here."