It was dusk when I got up. I missed lunch and slept all the way to evening. It was new for me to sleep so much. But maybe it was because it felt safe, but why? My home was guarded 24/7 but I never got this sought of safe feeling so I never slept as peacefully as when I was here.
I left the room and headed to the living area where I found a curled up Jason watching something on the TV. The lights were off and the screen was huge. I felt like a movie theater.
The movie was an odd choice for me but I wasn't going to show weakness either. Jason stared unblinkingly as there was a massacre of people happening then. The movie had high quality affects so each slash or limp rip was clear and scary.
"..." I was perplexed that this didn't seem to faze him even for a bit. This reminded me of his reaction yesterday. Wasn't he scared yesterday? Then here he is watching scary movies far worse than yesterday. I couldn't make sense at all.
All I knew was he was the best to his friends and frightening to his enemy. This is just a hunch though. I personally never saw him fight or even hurt a fly but I instinctively knew to never cross the line. And I trust my hunch.