Crimson Red, that colour of Blood. Crimson...The colour most hated by Max. He suddenly opened his eyes. He had spaced out for a bit. He was walking around the small forest outside of the school. He wanted to see his Brother, but decided not to do that yet. Max was amazed at the size of the forest. He climbed up a tree, and sat on a branch. This breeze felt good. Today was the best day.