Julie's eyes widened, and she quickly ran to where Roman stood next to a lifeless looking Caleb, who laid cold on the ground. When she told him that she didn't want Caleb going around the campus, shouting about her dreaming things in broad daylight, this was nowhere near the idea in her head.
"Is he dead?!" she asked pale-faced, noticing blood on Caleb's face.
"Calm down, Winters. I just knocked him out," Roman assured her. He cracked his knuckles. The boy had wandered around Julie during the play, calling her his wife, and he had been waiting to punch him properly.
Julie sat next to the body, bringing her hand forward to check if he was breathing. Panicked, she said, "He's not breathing!"
"He'll be fine," stated Roman, and he said, "Come now. No time to dawdle around when we have a body to fix."
