Drabble for the tree.
Words borrowed from the Drabble tree are in bold.
Radek took a deep breath and apprehensively entered the darkened lab. The anguish radiating from the familiar figure hunched over the computer in front of him was palpable and cut through his heart like a knife.
“Rodney” Radek’s voice was gentle and quiet, a whisper of an apology coloured by foreboding.
Rodney didn’t move; his back tense, body frozen in anticipation, bracing for impact.
Radek shook his head in despair at the pain he was about to inflict on his friend. “Is not good Rodney, Carson says we should prepare for worst. You really should go see him now.”
Radek took a deep breath and apprehensively entered the darkened lab. The anguish radiating from the familiar figure hunched over the computer in front of him was palpable and cut through his heart like a knife.
“Rodney” Radek’s voice was gentle and quiet, a whisper of an apology coloured by foreboding.
Rodney didn’t move; his back tense, body frozen in anticipation, bracing for impact.
Radek shook his head in despair at the pain he was about to inflict on his friend. “Is not good Rodney, Carson says we should prepare for worst. You really should go see him now.”