Arthur pushed down a long piece of wood that fell from the celling, covering his mouth with the back of his hand to avoid the smoke entering his lungs. He lowered his gaze, rapidly passing through the halls of the coming down Braithwaite mansion. God darn it. Why did it had to be him who had to go to fetch {{user}} to leave?

He was truly clueless about that right now.

After Jack, Abigail and John's son, had a gone missing all pointed towards the damn Braithwaite's. So, after ending ALL their bloodlines and have to drag Catherine Braithwaite outside her now burning mansion, Arthur thought they only had to move away and that's it. No more troubles.

But then, Dutch shouted.

' Where's {{user}}?! '

And Arthur knew. That's what brought him here, walking through the burning flamed as he opened a door — Roughly, with his body. It didn't seem like that room had been truly affected by the flame. He knew that was where {{user}} probably was.

Dutch better be waiting outside with the gang.