Jake entered the hospital wing close behind Professor Bunbury. He was pulling Lima along but he headed straight for the Professor. She was the closest authority figure that he knew right now, and if he was with Barefoot BunBuns, then Jake would be safe.

Standing to the left of the woman, but hiding sllightly behind her, Jake eyed the body with a panic-stricken expression. He didn't want to think about the coldness of Set's skin. Didn't want to think about how he'd seen him so chirpy only moments before. Didn't want to think about how Set wouldn't grow old or wind them up about his bloody club anymore.

Tears again cascaded. This was sooooo wrong. Jake had watched the kid fall down... and... He'd touched a dead body. Whimpering a little, Jake wiped at his eyes again.