Jack heard the door open and spun around quickly just catching the flash of a white tail as it closed again clean clothes now hanging on the shelf. He turned towards the shower and turned the knobs until the water was just right then hopped in letting the water pour down his body. The refreshing water didn't nothing to alleviate the stress he was still feeling. He had killed twelve hunters tonight and hunters weren't well known for their forgiving side. Jack was sure that the hunters knew where they were or at least the general area, they wouldn't be able to hide for long. one he felt clean Jack turned the water off and grabbed a towel quickly dried himself off. Once he was done with the towel he hung it on the shower curtain rod to dry and grabbed the clothes and slipped them on. They were a little tight on him but he would make do. Grabbing his old clothes and bundling them up making sure to grab the one knife he had kept he slipped it into his pants and walked out the door and down into the living room. The living room was empty leaving Jack feeling awkward on how to proceed.<br/><br/>"So where would you like me to put my dirty clothes?" Jack called out to the house waiting for someone to answer.