You tell Jasper to bring Writhe back down immediately, the phantom type doing so without hesitation.
MILLER: Voidsy?
MILLER: Is something wrong?
VOIDSY: There’s something up there, something big.
Bryce peers up, visibly startling a little.
MILLER: Oh.
EASTWOOD: What- oh.
WRETCH: what is it?!
EASTWOOD: Everybody get their TCPs to the wall, now.
You pass it on and Jasper pulls Writhe to the corridor entrance, Dad and Dana squishing up against the wall. Bryce tries and fails to pull himself up, locked under his own newfound weight. Jasper asks if he can shoot that thing, but Bryce shakes his head- even if he could get up right now, there’s no way the bolt would reach.
In a bold move, Jasper darts forward and starts trying to drag Bryce, visibly straining as he scrapes along the ground. It’s enough to get him over, Jasper trying to regain composure. That weight gun really does a number on a person.