Kinjo saw the kid grab the pole. Evil man? What? His eyes went wide as he spoke. Screaming when it hit him stumbling back. "What you do that for?!" He cried out in shock. "I am not a bad man! I will not! I don't hit people!" He yelled out. He looked at the kid. He was a scary kid. He back up. His eyes wide. "AH!" He turned and started running. What the hell was wrong with that kid??? His side ached where the kid had hit him. He looked behind him then stopped when he was a bit away. What he ever do to that kid. He wasn't a bad man. He wasn't a bad person. The kid just been sitting and standing there like something was wrong with him. He'd poked him to snap him out of his stupor. He realized now he shouldn't have. Crap! He was lost! Where was he? He remembered running straight. That meant the room he had been in was straight and to the right. He sighed. He didn't do anything to that kid and he was mean to him.