Werner met Jack at the top of the stairs and he was startled seeing the indifferent Englander. "Ha- Hello, my name is Werner, I was a professor of certain studies before the war. What is your name?" He spoke in slightly broken English with an unsteady tone. He had a small chunk of pemmican which had been all he had found in the cupboards that was remotely edible after brushing the dust off of it. He stood somewhat taller than Jack with his empty lanky frame being slightly enlarged by the ill fitting clothes.<br/><br/>John lit up a cigarette as he watched that furry fiend leave through the closed window. He felt as though he was being watched from the door but when he checked over his shoulder there was no one at the ajar door. John picked up a nearby phone and dialed the number for the US Office of Strategic Services as he had originally planned too before being rudely interrupted by Amo. He requested for intelligence briefs on his new associates as well as some of their wartime activities to be delivered to the manor in the next few days. After finishing his business on the phone he walked over to an armchair to finally relax while finishing his cigarette. He noticed a local newspaper of the next county over. He picked it up and began reading one of the stories hidden deeper within the paper. It was a surprisingly recent story that had caught his eye detailing the disappearance of a young couple coinciding with strange weather sightings in a remote mountain town. After reading his fill John got up an walked briskly to the library passing the two at the top of the basement stairs ignoring them entirely. He immediately started tearing through books on one of the shelves trying to find the one he was looking for. One of the books he pulled on was a lever that caused one of the shelves to swing out revealing a door. John didn't pay any attention to his accidental discovery but instead grabbed the book next to the camouflaged lever being the one he was looking for. He quickly carried it back to the living room leaving a pile of old books on the floor. He quickly skimmed till he found what he had been looking for and began reading back and forth between the book and the newspaper.