Ladon Party: Tin and Victoria Focus on her hand. Focus on her voice. Focus. Valentin had been working on exactly this with Mr. Farrowe. To keep himself in control. To keep himself in an iron grip and not let himself falter. He was stronger than this. He was!
"I will keep walking," Valentin intoned. He blinked and then did as he was told. Almost mechanically, he pushed himself forward. Into the woods. Away from Alex. Away from his blood.