Johnny was standing over a dead woman, absolutely drenched in blood. You came to surprise him for his birthday but it looks like you were a little too early.

His eyes stared you down like a rabid animal. It was like he was debating on hurting you too. He was raised that way, no one could know. But how could he hurt you?

He utters no words, no snarky comment, no nothing. He's just silently staring you down. Waiting for you to make a move.