Rock had his pistol out in a mere second when the feline jumped before him. He couldn't pull the trigger, however. He looked in the direction it bolted off and shined the flashlight where the feline had landed. Dirt always left tracks. He simply had to follow them, which he did with taking his time. He wasn't here for the beast, he was here for the girls. His logic simply added up to the fact that the feline probably headed to it's lair and therefore, following the tracks would lead him to the remnants of the lost girls.<br/><br/>It took him a few minutes before he ended into the vineyard of a huge mansion. "<strong>It chose it's place to stay... This place looks like it's been abandoned and taken by the wild...</strong>" He muttered as he looped around the mess of prickly vines laying around the field and made his way to the mansion. Front door, respectively, was his first choice. All he would find are big cats, dust, some tiny spiders and such, right? Nevertheless, he walked to the door and tried to turn the door knob. Locked, just his luck. "<strong>Now I've got 2 choices... Pick-lock it our shoot it... I'll go with the pick-locking...</strong>"He mumbled to himself and knelt down before the lock and pulled out a nice bobby pin and a swiss knife. It took only a few seconds before the lock sprang free. He put back the items he had gotten from his large pockets on his trench coat and walked inside, handgun and flash light before him.<br/><br/>This is him (And no, sadly, I was not the one to draw this XP)<br/>(http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc370/Sage226/male_detective_by_hyozanryu08-d2z8j6m-1.jpg)