“Hm, slow poke.” He said with a cold look on his face. He walked out of the tool shed with and ax over his shoulder. He walked into the house and looked around. He trapsed around with the casuality of a grocery shopper. He didn’t know what he was even looking for but the house drew him to search. As he was going upstairs someone walked in. “Dad I’m ho-” The ax which had been over Jack’s shoulder not two seconds ago was now sqaurely in the face of this man.”Young male possibly early 20s what a sha-.” Jack stood frozen over the body and saw what was around the man’s neck. A jeweled cross seemingly dipped in blood. It had an aura around it that left Jack stunned. He reached out for it as he bent over their was a shrill so loud it pierced his ears. THE DOOR WAS WIDE OPEN ! In what felt like a few seconds the house was surronded by cops and swat vans. Jack fled with his quick reflexes but left behind the cross. He was on the run again but this time he knew what his target was. He would find and acquire that cross.