Her spell actually brought her close to where Justin currently was. Some blocks down the road he was currently drinking at a bar. The memories of his family and what happened to them ran through his mind constantly, and what did he do? Instead of trying to move on he had ordered some kind of demon to kill the men responsible. When he heard about the deaths he couldn't believe that it had worked and it scared him to no end. Demons were real, and if they were real then what else was out there? He hadn't the faintest idea. After drinking his last shot of whiskey he got up and paid his tab. He stumbled out of the bar and looked around. He had a bad feeling at the moment and was starting to make his way home.