It was already one in the morning, but June still stayed standing next to Reed. He was meaning to scare the other person shitless, but Reed only stared at him. Perhaps, Reed was taking it as a dream. Either way, he just kneeled down to find the other man's eyes. He even leaned on the bed, with his palm cradling his face. "How did it feel? Getting stabbed multiple times?"
"…who are you? You're not June…" Reed whispered, but June only wondered inwardly. The injured then moved his arm, which had two drips attached to it. "Monster. Get away from me."
"So, who's the real June? The one who stabbed you? How many was it again?" June used his vacant hand to gently press on the wounds on Reed's body. "One… two… three… four…"
