Hunter giggled. "Awesome!"
Jim just looked at the ceiling, and sometimes at the Floor. His gun still in his Hands, he sighed. Those few days had brought him back to where he was 5 months ago. In the black.
And even though Rachel was still alive, he couldn't really....be like he was before. He just wanted to sit and stare, and think. That's all. And now and then shoot something.
Suddenly he heard a noise. Someone was banging against the door.
Jim stood up, and opened it. There he stood again, that Boy.
"What are you doing here?", he hissed.





























