(Oct 7th, 1927)

Freckle found himself confined within a storage room, consumed by an explosive surge of rage that seemed to have no immediate cause. Struggling to rein in his emotions, Freckle grappled with a tumultuous mixture of anger and anxiety. In an uncharacteristic display, he clutched a knife in his hand, its blade swaying erratically as he moved, reflecting the turbulence within.Consumed by overpowering emotions, Freckle is unafraid to use a knife lethally right now.