Preparing

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Jon's pov
Jack grabbed my hand. He looked me dead in my eyes.
"Take notes, kid; you're about to see somethin' beautiful." He said before going limp.
I stood there, terrified.
"Bud you there?" I heard Evan on the walkie talkie.
I grab it from the blood, which was beginning to dry.
I press the button and speak.
"Im here, Evan, did you reach the police," I asked him.
"I did." Evan said calmly.
"Good," I said, interrupting him.
"But they said they wouldn't come," Evan said, and my heart dropped.
"What why?!" I shouted in confusion, walking away from Jacks's body.
I walked into an office type room.
"I called using the murtz's landline phone, and they blocked the call because Mr.Murtz kept calling for stupid reasons," Evan said defensively.
"Why didn't you use your cell phone!" I shouted in anger.
"I left it at home, the murtz scream at me for using modern technology, they say it's the devil work." Evan said simply, and then I heard a female voice screaming on his end.
"EVAN, IT'S RAINING IN THE BATHROOM!!" She yelled.
"Mrs murtz, you were in there taking a shower" I heard Evan before I heard him groan in disgust. "And put a towel on!"
"They sound crazy." I said more sympathy in my voice. He seems like the victim here.
"EVAN!" I heard a male voice on Evans's line. "THERE'S A HELICOPTER IN THE KITCHEN!!"
"Mr.Murtz, that's a ceiling fan." Evan yelled, then his line went dead.
"Well, that was weird." I said to myself.
I looked down at my clothes; if I'm going to get through this house, I need to change.
I take my jacket off and tie it around my waist and I loosen my tie.
I then look into a mirror on the wall.

I then look into a mirror on the wall

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"I look Badass." I said, looking in the mirror.
I grab the shotgun and the bullets and leave the study.
I heard a giggle coming from a hallway to the north.
I saw a child a boy around ten in a grey sweater and slacks. I chase after him but he ran away.

 I chase after him but he ran away

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