"..." The boy leaned back on his knees, up to flatfooted crouch and stands up. He turns. "Well... No reason to hang around a corpse..." He whispers, his voice chillingly devoid of emotion and he begins walking to his room, his arms hanging limp at his side... it hurt to even try and move them... in fact his feet felt like lead. He had a headache... and it seemed like he had a bad case of the chills, shivering.