Mason opened the door into the freezing cold night, the rain falling heavily to her emotions. Mason shut the door behind him and leaned against it. rubbing his forehead with his left hand he sighed and looked into nothingness trying to pull himself together. Without realizing he left his motel's phone number in his knife belt which is also on Her counter in the kitchen along with his machete.<br/><br/>He continued down the steps slowly letting the rain soak in. instead of getting into the car he leaned against the bonnet looking in through the windshield at the driver's seat where his dad used to sit, the passenger's seat where his mom did and right at the back... Jana and him. A small smile gracing his lips as he looked in.<br/><br/>Mason walked around the car to the driver's side and opened the creaking car door trying his best to keep it quiet. Before getting in he looked up at the house "i'm sorry..." he whispered then got in and drove off.<br/><br/>The patter of the rain against the windshield kept him calm but the he was still forgetting his equipment... He pulled up at the motel car park and stepped out of the car, slamming the door closed then walking up to his motel room... The door was already open... "What the fuck? He was sure he locked it.<br/><br/>Mason approached the door carefully, peering in from around the door frame. There was nobody inside but his room was trashed. In the middle of the room he saw a pile of skin and from what he gathered from the small amount of blood near Jana's picture... "ShapeShifter!..."