[hr] [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjAwMDAwMC5WSEpsYm5RZ1RXRmpSRzl1WVd4ay4w/sniper.regular.png[/img][/center] [hr] Trent felt the lifeboat rock, awakening him from his terrified and confused stupor. The floor outside was tilted at a thirty-degree angle, and the others outside began to fall and slide. Trent looked around the cabin of the lifeboat: anchored by cables to the side of the boat, it didn't tilt nearly as much as the rest. So long as someone activated the release mechanism, they could still escape. The others...he just met them. [b]""[/b] Saint Jimmy said in his rumbling baritone. [b]""[/b] Trent nodded silently. Jimmy was right; no point risking your life for people who couldn't save themselves. The girl in the yellow hat could pull the lever. The others in the life boat looked strong. The older guy with the spiky hair, Hagan, they'd said his name was, looked like he could pull his own weight. The other kid (curly hair, case on his lap), Trent couldn't tell anything about. They'd probably come in handy, Trent wagered. [color=LightSteelBlue]"I...can't pull myself up!"[/color] Trent heard Finn cry out. Trent's blood turned to ice water. Finn was, in Trent's estimations, the only friend he'd had in a very long time. Trent stood up instinctively, losing his balance on the slanted tilt of the lifeboat deck. [b]""[/b] Saint Jimmy hollered. [b]""[/b] "I...I can't let them fall," Trent replied out loud. His whole body felt stiff. He took a step forwards, nearly falling once more with his uneven footing, then another. He reached the door and fell to his knees, slinging his arms over the door to the lifeboat to keep himself from falling back into the seats. He looked down: there was Finn, dangling from the safety rail, struggling to hold themselves up. [b]""[/b] Saint Jimmy grumbled. [b]""[/b] "I have to help them," Trent said out loud. [b]""[/b] "They're the only friend I've got!" Trent shouted, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. He reached out his left hand, closed his eyes, and tensed all of his muscles. [hider=ABSTRACTION-ACTIVATED: CASTLE OF GLASS][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CVC1G_hTOSA[/youtube][/hider] Several spots along the veins of Trent's left arm glowed blood red. Pools of blood welled up from his skin, glowing faintly. It hurt tremendously, as it always did, like needles poking through the skin. The blood drops flowed through the air, intercepting the tiny clay pot on the rope string around Trent's neck. As it vanished, the surface of the pot turned a deep red, then faded. From around Trent's forearm, a chain sprung to life. It was a strange, ephemeral object, translucent blue with the texture of wrought-iron. Quickly, it began to erupt outwards, chain after chain adding to the end, wrapping around Trent's arm and hand and dangling down the incline to reach Finn. "Grab on!" Trent called out. He looked over his shoulder to [b]Hagan[/b]. "Help me pull them up!" [b]""[/b] Saint Jimmy grumbled. [b]""[/b]