He couldn't take his eyes off the glasses, almost willing them to smash with his mind. He wanted to destroy something beautiful simply because the beauty he loved had been destroyed. Aaron didn't want to be the only one in pain. "Yeah. They're just... fucking perfect." Aaron breathed and gritted his teeth as he downed half of his fifth glass of scotch.
Aaron looked at Jake and stood up, swiping the bottle of scotch and swigging. "Fuck this place. Fuck this island, fuck that door, fuck the whole fucking thing." his hand clenched into an angry fist. "I am going to hunt every single one of them down and rip their skins off their dead corpses." he seethed, the enhanced endocrine system in his body making his adrenaline and testosterone surge. "Where can I destroy some shit no-one gives a damn about?" he asked Jake, swigging again.