Their bodies went rigid, and one by one, their mouths fell open in silent horror as they stared at Max, trembling from head to toe. It was as though the laws of their world had been upended before their very eyes, and standing in the center of it all was Max, serene and composed, who turned his faint pinkish-red eyes toward them with a calm, detached indifference that made the blood in their veins run cold.
"M-Max... w-who is that?" Josh asked his voice stuttering in fear.
Max turned to look at them and shrugged. "Of course she is June. She wanted to kill me but alas she was too weak. Moreover she was a bitch and a bitch like that always end up like that. Poor girl."
All of them terrified even more hearing Max talking so calmly about her. Even Gayle and Rose felt their heart tremble seeing Max so calm.
