Zach left the room and went to his. He had decorated it in brilliant dark blue. The paint had some kind of metallic in it so that it shone like the night sky when the moon was full and the sky was clear. The single window was covered with a heavy sun blocking curtain for sometimes he got migraine headaches that could put him out of commission. Tho that happened after the full moon had began it's waxing. He was a bit worried about Rose and how far he could trust her. He sat in his oversized, overstuffed chair and faced a door that connected to the two rooms. Both side were locked at the moment. But he knew that he could lock her outside door and his with a key. He had put the key away where he didn't think that anyone would know where it was. Zach sat and listened for any sounds that would be a sign of her trying to leave.<br/><br/>Jewel placed her clothed in the hamper and her doll on the bed. She would give her china doll a good cleaning after her bath, She had won that doll one year that she had saved enough money to go to the fair. It was her prized possession besides a few sci fi books. She took her clothes off and the bandaides. She looked at herself in the mirror.. She was covered in bruises and knife wounds. She sighed and stepped into the warm water. It stung at first but soon it felt very good to her. She closed her eyes and relaxed.<br/><br/>Sean looked at the belts now and was not sure which belt would work best. he was wishing that he had brought the broken one so he could compare the them. He turned to leave and then he saw them. They sat in a row, just gleaming like new. He walked over as if he was in a trance.<br/>"Man! That guy owns all of these cycles?" he asked in awe.<br/>"Yes, young master. Master Roger is the owner of almost all that you see here. This land has been in his family for generations." the servant quietly inform Sean.<br/><br/>"Thank you for welcoming me and Sean into your pack. He is a good son to me so I am sure that he won't be too much trouble. Perhaps we should check on him? He loves anything that runs on motors and is likely to look where he shouldn't like under the hood of your van. Then perhaps we should get the bus in driveable mode and bring it here." Kathyleene put her cup down on the table and stood up slowly.