"Hhhh... hhhh..."
Storm Xavier gestured a few more times, but his hand was shaking too violently. He barely managed to trace the word 'help' in the air before Verna Golding pushed open the door and came in. Terror filled Storm Xavier's eyes. He immediately snatched his hand back and looked pleadingly at Clayton Xavier.
"Drink your water."
Verna Golding fed Storm Xavier the water, her movements anything but gentle. As if he hadn't had a drink in days, Storm Xavier gulped down the entire large cup in one go. All the while, his eyes were fixed on Clayton Xavier. His son was his only hope of getting out of here alive.
