Rubbing his chest the male sighed and looked around himself. Honestly he was still clinging onto his friend's sleeve, he was shaking lightly as he gripped tighter the sleeve. Biting his lip he whimpered, "It's fine I'm fine. I have something I wanna show you. I don't care how it healed." Letting go he smiled at Kinjo. He didn't mind that his friend had touched his chest, he was just checking to see what happened. Standing he stretched and looked to the monkeys who were far off. Walking over to where the monkeys were he smiled, "I like them too. And seriously... I've suffered much more." Rolling his eyes he the. Grabbed his friend and hugged him, "I take hugs. Trust me. I love them." He then looked to the water, something made him think of the pond far in the outskirts of his home.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">dark laughter rang through the halls of the boarded up and barred up mini apartment complex. Blood stained most walls, claw marks lined walls, hand prints in blood streaked the area. This was not a haven. In room twenty a young boy was chained to a bolted table, blood streaked down his face and exposed chest as he stared wide eyed at an invisible force. The force soon showed itself. James grinned as he held a bloody butcher knife, his body covered in blood as he walked over, a female body dragged behind him. The boy screamed and clung to the table as James crouched down, "Kid it's time you met my friends. They will let you live when you shouldn't have." He cut the chain away and the boy darted into the hall. The only sound left was his scream as he encountered James' mind game.</span>