He opened up the back of his car. Everything was ready. But as he reached for a can of gasoline he noticed a small child staring at him. A kid?? But… this house is empty. Right? The kid yelled for his dad. At this, James shoved all of his things into his car and slammed the door shut. As he saw you walk out, he became even more confused. Nobody had lived here since the murders. The house was listed as for sale. Unless it was sold today, how would—