Alice Manor was worried. Really worried. Though she was bed-ridden, she could easily feel the evil laughing....she had tried to warn Elliot...but at that time he merely shook it off saying that she was being delusional.. The last time she had felt like this was the day she had become paralyzed... The day she also lost her eldest son, Jack. Jack and Elliot had gotten into one of his their usual scuffles...and as usual Jack had left the house due to his rage. Later at night the telephone beside Alice's room rang. She picked it up wondering who would call at that unearthly hour. It was Jack calling to say good bye.. He shot himself that night. Oddly enough...his body was never found