Jan sat up, holding a hand to his bleeding face, seemingly in shock.

It was an alien feeling, bleeding. Mortality. It was revolting and at the same time, it dug down deep and reminded him of the things before the void, the ones that had been lost so long ago.

Even so, he was still furious over being made to bleed.

"I'm going to kill you!" he screamed shrilly as Joel ran away, hos voice completely hysterical. "I'll turn your skin to tissue paper!"