John stepped through the doorway of the kitchen pausing briefly to brush the cobwebs out of his way. There were dirty dishes still in the sink as he walked into the room. The smell of decayed food filled his nose as he looked around the room. He couldn't see anything out of the ordinary for an abandoned house. He turned towards the door opposite of where he came in from and slowly walked towards it, every so often a board would creak seemingly to echo throughout the entire silent house. As John walked through the door he stopped and cautiously peered in. It was a dining room a large table sat in the middle of the room with chairs filling up the edges around it. A dusty china cabinet stood against the far wall and a small chandelier hung from the ceiling.<br/><br/>John cautiously walked around the table heading towards the next door annoyed at the noisy floorboards under his feet. The next room was a living room. Two plush chairs faced a cold empty fireplace, a lonely end table sat between the two chairs. He could feel the air get colder as the chairs began to shake around him. John looked around quickly and saw a small child standing in the doorway he had just walked through. She was probably 8 years old in a white dress, holding a small china doll. She had slash marks across her throat and her dress was torn and dirty.<br/><br/>"I was wondering when you would show up." John raised the gun towards the girl but was flung against the fireplace before he could fire at her. She walked towards him every so often she would disappear and reappear closer then before. John raised his gun quickly and fired at her the sound of the shot firing ringing through the house. She dispersed into a cloud as the bullet passed though her.<br/><br/>"Well that should keep you away for awhile. Now where the hell is your body." John stood up slowly his ribs bruised from being tossed into the fireplace. He knew her body wasn't in the local cemetery and he hadn't seen a likely spot outside, so her body was probably somewhere in the house. He slowly headed for the door that led back to the main area of the house, she was most likely buried or stashed in the basement. He stood in the doorway and stared at a woman. She was bronzed wearing low jeans and a v neck vest that pushed her breasts together in a very pleasing way. John brought his gun up and aimed it at her. She was pretty but he wasn't that stupid.<br/><br/>"Who are you? What are you doing here? Also if you would be so kind as to sprinkle this on you." John threw a flask of holy water towards the woman. He stared at the strange woman intently watching her every move ready to pull the trigger at a moments notice.