Dominic clocks out and begins packing his things and loading his car ready for his week long vacation to start he had plans to take the train to the coast line for a beach get away, and to relax, forgetting the struggles of work and schooling for his kids. On the way home he see cop bikes pass him light and sirens which he ignores since the lab that he works at isn't in the best neighborhood. About 20 minutes passes by and he turns into the complex where him and his family lives and again sees the same bikes and lights near the entrance of the housing complex. He approaches the house seeing a darkened figure fly away from the back yard of his home. he parks in the drive way and approaches the house to the the door open slightly sand the locks broken as if the door was kicked in. As he enters the house he sees pictures that once where on the walls have been knocked onto the floor and broken, the TV smashed in, He calls for his wife and kids, but receives no answer. He makes his way up stairs and starts seeing bloody foot prints on the carpet, He goes into the bedroom to see his wife lifeless bend over on the bed, with marks on the wall showing she was fighting back with her powers. Fearing the worst he runs down the hall, and opens his kids room where he sees the oldest son leaning against the wall covered in blood with scratch marks all over his chest and back. He looks around for the youngest one. his daughter who was showing signs of gaining her moms powers but does see her. He begins to panic and call out her name trying to find her running threw the house.<span style="color: #008000">"Anna, Where are you?"</span>he continues to shout as he opens every door of the house as the police now begin to enter the house. He finally makes his way to the back yard where he finds his daughter lifeless near the shed with an arm missing and her head having massive trauma. He would lean over to try and touch her but as he does, he jolts awake back in his prison cell, his pillow drenched in sweat. and he can feel his heart pumping in his chest. He would just sit in his bed and begin to cry softly to himself.