The guard that had been in Josephine's room rushed in and held the leader steady himself. The guard was both in agony and completely furious. Blood ran down his face from the countless number of wounds he had received, and red was the last thing he ever saw before his vision faded entirely. He was taken out first before Alyxander and Raoul were dragged along, kicking and fighting, downstairs. The Williams' were bound much the same as the two boys, but Josephine didn't seem to be anywhere in sight. "The girl ran off not long ago. She couldn't have gone far." The leader grinned darkly. "Well, let us catch that little bitch. And when we do, she'll be the first to die." Alyx growled and lunged at the guard, but he was held back. "You'll never catch her."