Claude was happy to see that she was doing well, he relaxed a bit as well. When Stella Asked where Jerome was, bit Claude and hector looked around, unsure of where he had gone. His tracks were visible and very fresh, tracking him would be easy. "We'll find him, head back and try to relax, dear" Claude reassured her.<br/><br/>Jerome was looking around, suddenly lost in the forest. Strange noises echoed through the trees and the earth felt as if it was moving under his feet. Jerome spun around, looking for anything, but to no avail. With a loud crash, his gun was swatted from his hands, and an equally loud crash boomed forth when the rifle shattered on the ground. Before Jerome was a dark, man-like figure, but only red dots could be seen where its eyes should have been. Jerome was about to shout in horror when the figure lashed at him with speed like lighting, ripping his throat out in one swoop. Jerome fell to the ground, grasping at the hole in his neck as he tried not to bleed out.