Richie full-on screamed in to Higgs's hand, the pain from the knife causing more tears, making his face even more a mess than it already had been. He tried not to move too much, he didn't want the knife to go in wrong or somewhere that would cause too much damage. By the time Higgs had finished Richie was reduced to little more than sobs and shaking, his eyes closed and body heavy. But he still hear him. There's a good boy. It sent a shiver through him, despite it all.
With the clap of thunder and disappearance of the man, Richie just...fell. He landed on the floor with a hard thud and stay there, not moving other than to curl in on himself.
He sent out one, final, and for the first time, intentional, zipzip. help. please.