The masked men looked to her quietly then back at Seth. They would not remove there masks for the knowledge that it would give Seth should they do so. They simply shook their heads. Seth sighed and nodded.<br/><br/>"Ya...ya a drink would be nice..thanks....and..I think before we do anything there's a story I need to tell you..." He mumbled and after he was handed the can he would stare into it quietly, gathering his thoughts.<br/><br/>He then sighed and reached into his bag, taking out a folder. He opened it and splayed pictures from newspapers in the 1650's. He laid a few pictures of the "Rosswood Chronicle" a newspaper still in service that had its beginnings in the earlier 1600's.<br/><br/>"In the mid 1600's when Rosswood was still springing up and evolving from its status as a village...there was an old, nearly medieval practice that was still being used..." He mumbled as he laid a few pictures from the newspaper of the stretched wood. "The trees in the southern forests were a foreign mixture of paper tree and bamboo, making them grow tall and curl their branches like that in only a few days time after being properly planted...and like the Chinese torture method of letting bamboo grow through a prisoner's body...they would nail a persons hands to the upper branches and their feet to the bottom of the trunk, letting the tree's grow an stretch the person out until they were simply torn apart like the medieval torture rack. He then put down another page from the paper advertising an execution, him reading the article to her as he gives her a picture of two officers holding the arms of a very tall man in a suit with a black bag over his face as was customary with execution bound prisoners.<br/><br/>"Local tailor and haberdashery owner charged with child abductiding and molestation, sentenced to death by stretched wood execution to be carried out by judge, officer and executioner Lawrence Krailey. " He spoke before putting a picture of the tall man attached to the tree, ripped five ways by the tree's growth and his body stretched beyond human limits, his face obscured by a skin tight white wrap over his face which was melted into his skin by the fire they had set at the base of the tree which survived. He had been slowly roasted as he was stretched apart as part of the punishment.<br/><br/>"The executioner who carried out that man's death was Alex's ancestor..." He said before sighing, pushing the papers aside and taking out another folder. "the story..doesn't end there obviously...