Red walked along the corridors towards his room. Exhausted from many sleepless nights and the urge to maim and kill anyone he came in contact growing stronger, he decided to isolate himself for a while.

he closed the door quietly, glancing at a pillow on the bed, walking over to it, he picked it up, digging in his sharpened claws into the fabric, easily puncturing it and causing the stuffing inside to spill out. Releasing all his built up tension and agression onto the unfortunate pillow clasped between Red's claws.