Sometimes a spirit needs a hand

"Where are we going daddy?" Jack asks his father, "Somewhere where no one will hurt you okay?" His father looked down at Jack as he lifts him up onto a stool. He loops around a rope around Jack's neck loosely, "this will take you to that place okay Jack? Count to three with me, 1" as they counted the bombs fill the air with their symphonic whistling as the explosions shake the room. Jack's father swiped the stool from under Jack and painfully watched Jack slowly die in front of him. Just to save him from the hell they're in