Spencer made his way up to the red floor, after mustering down some soup.  Spencer loved food too much for his stomach to be at ease, but it was, and that was a part of life. Before heading to Justin’s room, Spencer lingered at Logan’s old door.  He pushed off it when the screams started.  ”Everything is fine…” Spencer muttered. He limped towards Justin’s door.  His cane had become somewhat of a security blanket.  He still clutched on it.  Spencer slowly knocked on Justin’s door.