Eᴍᴍᴀ Sᴡᴀɴ | Tʜᴇ Sᴀᴠɪᴏʀ (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} herbestchance) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} hellascenes, |
Emma didn't know what was going on. She was having huge issues with whatever it was. She kept seeing Henry in trouble, or dead. He was in Neverland, and she couldn't get to him, as much as she wanted to. It seemed like there was nothing she could do. And she really hated that. She hated being here, even though Neal was here and things were okay with him. They needed to get to their son.
Things had just escalated. Emma didn't know what she was going to do. She tried everything she could think of to leave. But even if she could leave here, that didn't mean she could get to Neverland. She really didn't know what to do. So she was doing what she could to fight. Henry wasn't in danger. Well, he might have been...but what she was seeing was not real. Emma knew that, deep down.
She was out walking, and she happened to pass by where Lindsey was. She saw him raising the knife, and her eyes widened. "What the hell are you doing?" Had he really been driven so far? This was more than a little extreme. Emma put her hands up, but stepped closer. "You...don't want to do that."