John Laurens concentrated on the elegant words written on the slightly torn letter, unable to identify exactly why he was doing so. He tried his hardest to process the words to the core, since everything Alexander wrote had a deeper meaning than what others could understand on the surface. But, despite Alexander's meaningful and deep words, it still hurt John to read them. Sometimes, John's vision would go dark, and neon blue, violet, and green hallucinations replaced the world as he focused on the name of the very man that signed the letter, but he soon realized that he only saw these dark and colourful lights if he locked his eyes with any one thing for far too long, as he often did. When John finally looked up from the letter to grant his eyes a rest, a quick headache left his head in pain and dizziness. John failed to care though. It distracted him from the name at the bottom of the page. Still, no matter how hard John tried to rid himself of the odd and bright, cool coloured hallucinations, the only thing he wished to see was red. Anything to prove to himself that his life was not as cold and dark as it seemed to be on the surface.