Jack Firewood-A Puppet's room<br/><br/>Jack was still inspecting the bars on the window when he heard Jim calling to him about opening windows. Jack laughed as he knew they were basically all smashed and wondered if the puppeteer would fix it or just leave it.  Jack knew he had some burns, but he was testing out the strength of the bars on the Window and began wondering if they were all the same or if there were weaker bars. He also took into account that jumping out a window from this height was probably not the best idea. Maybe if he made a rope out of bedding and sheets, like that in those movies.<br/><br/>He began going room to room looking at all the windows. They all had the same type of bars and none of them showed any sign of weakness. Frowning, Jack began thinking of what exactly it would take to break the bars. He'd have to break all of them in a single window. The bars made it so that if even one wasn't broken, a body larger than a child would not be able to fit through.<br/><br/>He kept with his descent down the stairs, looking in all the open rooms he could find, before finally heading towards to kitchen to get himself a drink.<br/><br/>The red head was in there along with Jim and the other new kid. Two new people in one day. Jack shook his head and quietly walked by, forgetting his drink. He took this as a chance to go into the basement without his brother examining him. Jim could be so nit picky and Jack just didn't care.<br/><br/>Sitting at his seat in the coolness of the basement, Jack closed his eyes-he meant to close them for only a minute before looking for tools, but the day had been long and annoying. Jack fell asleep within moments.<br/><br/>Jack Firewood-Basement