A gaping crack, like an abyss, immediately tore open between the blond and the Alpha, rapidly widening to separate them. The surrounding environment erupted into chaos, both were suddenly barricaded by a transparent cubic barrier. Flames were licking at the edges of their existence, peeling away the facade to reveal hints of their exact location just like last time.
Driven by a surge of panic, Ryley turned and fled, desperate to cover his tracks and erase any trace of his presence. He didn't know how to break the connection so he hastily turned off the switch, plunging the room into darkness at that very instant.
Seizing the opportunity to conceal his trace, he crawled towards the bathroom, careful not to turn on the light as he desperately wished Clyde wouldn't notice his whereabouts—that he was in their hidden presidential suite—even though the abyss that separated them rapidly grew wider.