Jones was in his house. He was reading Sangre lujuriosa, which is their cult's Bible. He lived in a big house, kind of like a mansion because Jones was married to the cult leader of Lujuria de Muerte. His husband's name was Judas. Jones wasn't quite sure where Judas was at the time. Who knows? Judas could be at the church or also home. He was fine being apart, he liked being alone sometimes. It was nice and quiet. Jones sighed and kept reading peacefully in the living room of their mansion, marble covered every room of the house. It was very fancy compared to the rest of the village. Jones kept reading uninterrupted.