The halls were empty, not a soul around, no bugs either. Well not entirely empty but the dead and rubble all around. James walked with silence as his gate, the only indication of him being the light of his flashlight. Such dark halls... Why did the breaker have to die? Th only power he had was in the one room he used. He walked quietly and crouched down picking up the handle Kinjo had been hit with four days before, continuing down the halls he looked around. It was warm today too and he could feel it through the walls facing the sun, even through the boarded windows that seeped light. Turning down a hall he heard the banging coming that way and he looked up, pointing his light upward to see the shaft. So something was in there. Lifting the pole he rammed it up with a bang. He heard the vibration and narrowed his eyes, he missed and couldn't tell how big it was. Following it for a while he did it again.<br/><br/>Missing each time but getting closer he went on, but then paused. He hadn't seen Kinjo in three to four days. Rushing back to his room he turned on the recordings on a separate monitor. Watching wide eyes and frowning he scanned for the male. Soon finding Kinjo vanish into a room. He watched it in fast move, when it hit two hours he knew Kinjo had gone there and hid. Running out of his room he dropped the pole taking a crow bar and then began unboarding he door. Prying it open he rushed to the system and smashed his fist into it. First he escapes DN, secondly he befriends that brat Sally who takes care of him, third he vanishes for four days, fourthly he now is trying to escape! James growled deeply before stopping his rage. Smirking he vanished.<br/><br/>Coming to the attic he gripped the screwdriver he had retrieved and walked to the shaft leading to the roof. He began to disassemble it and tossed the screw driver away. The look of lust and rage mixed in his glowing eyes. Sweat slightly beading his exposed chest from running everywhere, his jacket open fully as he stood there, smirking and silently laughing.<br/><br/>Kinjo was in for it now. He thought the finger fucking was bad now he was going to get it. Oh he was. And James could feel he was going to enjoy this.