Ethan walked inside his house and saw his dad, Wayne, sitting on the couch not looking at the front door. Quinn walked out of the bathroom with wet hair after showering to wash the fake blood off of her and she threw the bloody clothes in the trashcan. She looked at Ethan before patting his shoulder and walking past him. Ethan looked at his dad as he tried walking past the couch.

"Son, have a seat" Ethan closed his eyes nervously. He knew he messed up because he wasn't suppose to kill only 1 person, he was suppose to get the original people. Ethan was honestly scared and annoyed. He sat on a chair that was across from the couch. Wayne paused the TV and turned to Ethan. "Well, you did something" he said putting the last word in bold. "Yeah. Was it atleast great?" Ethan asked.

"What do you think my answer is to that?" Wayne asked as he sat back against the couch and crossed his arms. Ethan took a deep breath. "Okay, I know it wasn't what you asked for, but atleast I got rid of someone, someone who would've gotten away and told-" "THAT'S NOT WHAT I ASKED FOR!" Wayne yelled as he stood up. Ethan's eyes widened a little. He's never heard his dad yell at him before. "I WANTED MORE!" He yelled again.

Ethan looked at him with tears in his eyes. "I tried.." he said. "That wasn't trying!!" Wayne got in his face. "That was not listening!!" He yelled again. "The next time you do this, you're going to be last!!!" He yelled. Ethan couldn't believe this. Usually, he never upsetted his dad. "Atleast your sister listens..!" He scoffed as he turned off the TV and walked down the hall. Ethan's eyes were looking down as his heart was racing and his throat was getting tight with tears threatening to pour out.

But those tears came down anyway. He got up and stormed out the house as Quinn watched him feeling horrible and she sighed.