text: what did you do i mumble he is just a few feet away from me now but not close enough to hear me as he passes me he stretches out his hand he wraps it around my palm and squeezes squeezes then lets go his eyes are bloodshot he is pale what did you do this time the question tears from my throat like a growl i throw myself toward him struggling against peter s grip though his hands chafe what did you do i scream you die i die too tobias looks over his shoulder at me i asked you not to do this you made your decision these are the repercussions