A Desperate Distraction

As the silence between Ethan and Lena stretched out, the Weeping Angel's gaze seemed to intensify, its eyes burning with an otherworldly energy. The air was heavy with tension, and the lovers' eyelids were beginning to droop, their fatigue growing by the second. Just when it seemed like the angel's stone-like presence would be the only thing that would greet them in the morning, a sudden commotion erupted outside. The sound of shattering glass was followed by the thud of footsteps on the roof, and Ethan and Lena's heads jerked towards the window. They didn't dare blink, didn't dare look away from the angel, but they could sense the movement out of the corner of their eyes. The Weeping Angel's gaze didn't waver, its attention still fixed on the two lovers. A voice, rough and familiar, called out from outside the window. "Hey, Ethan! Lena! Open up! We need to talk!" Remmick's voice was like a lifeline, pulling them back from the edge of the abyss. Ethan and Lena exchanged a glance, their eyes flicking towards the window and back to the angel. The angel's face remained impassive, but for a moment, its gaze seemed to flicker towards the window, as if it too was curious about the interruption. Ethan and Lena took advantage of the distraction, their eyes darting towards the window and back to the angel. They knew they had to keep watching, but the presence of Remmick and his gang outside gave them a glimmer of hope. Remmick's voice grew more insistent, his words punctuated by the sound of breaking glass and the creaking of the old wooden frame. "Come on, guys! We know you're in there! We need to talk about the job!" Ethan and Lena's eyes locked onto the angel once more, their gazes burning with a fierce intensity. The Weeping Angel seemed to sense that its attention was being divided, and its face twisted into a snarl. Its eyes flashed with malevolence, and for a moment, Ethan and Lena thought they saw a glimmer of movement. But it was just a trick of the light, and the angel remained frozen, its stone body unmoving. Remmick's voice grew louder, more urgent, and Ethan and Lena knew they had to act. They couldn't keep staring at the angel forever, not with Remmick and his gang outside, and not with the darkness gathering outside. They took a deep breath, their eyes still fixed on the angel, and called out, "Just a minute!" Their voices were hoarse from disuse, but they knew they had to keep their attention on the angel, and on Remmick, for as long as they could.