Jack curiosity had in fact been peeked.  Meryl's request for raw meat seemed null as she had quickly fallen asleep on the patch of grass outside the room.  The noises inside seemed indiscernible till he heard a gunshot and Rosa's very angry tone resonate through the door.  He didn't understand it all but was sure he had heard something about them killing her friend.<br/><br/>"Great, the butler's dead."  Thought Jack, He began a determined walk back into the room and as his half-form clay foot hit the threshold, the wolfman came through the wall.   The image was very unclear, that of the bloody butler, the now more than half dragon smirking at the werewolf, the frightened men firing useless projectiles at the fur covered berserker.<br/><br/>"What the hell did I miss, Rosa?  What can I do?"  Jack yelled over the commotion, still not sure what to do with the dramatic change since he had carried Meryl out the door.