A Series of Unfortunate Events Part: 51

[We will exact this hiccup in God’s plan as a means to better many with what you would have otherwise allowed to go to waste.”]

Still stifled by the tears and panic, Render tries to rebuff Reavers seemingly misaligned opinion of him.
“I havn’t done anyth- YOU killed her!”
“No, you did. You and your selfishness, killed her and left bodies crumpled in the pavement outside. You are the killer! You tried to play God with this and you have murdered. Not ME!”

In his rage Reaver rears back enough to plant his foot in Render’s chest and knock him over, pinning him to the floor. The pressure of his foot quickly begins to flex Renders ribs almost to the point that they are about to start breaking. He wheezes to almost no avail to provide himself oxygen. Reaver at this point, has almost completely lost control and gradually applies more pressure till he can hear the first rib break and his heel momentarily dig deaper into Render’s chest. The pain is enough for Render exhale what little breath he had him as an almost blood curdling yell.

“Enough”
The other voice from the shadows emits in a tone barely audible above the deafening rage in Reaver’s head. Render had long since gone silent after the first break and lay there near breathless.
“I think he’s had enough. He is supposed to be our guinea pig and not a rag doll.”

In hearing the voice again Render’s eyes open wide. He knew this voice and he knew where this was going to go again. Noticing that his breathing was now being inhibited by what felt like a punctured lung, he uses the last of his strength to do the one thing he never thought to do before.