Lucas stood in front of his dying parents drowning in a pool of their own blood. He had a metal bucket in his right hand. He put the bucket down and looked around for something. He picked up a saucer and glanced at them then looked at the saucer again. 'This will do' he thought as he walked over to them. He squatted and slowly began to collect their blood, putting it in the bucket. His mother breathed her last staring at him while Dante simply looked at him sadly as he died.
Lucas smashed the saucer on the floor and, with his bare hands began to scoop up the blood. Then he stopped, scooped one last time but this time, he washed his face with it. He looked at the camera and smiled evilly. " I hope you like my new face mask Jay," he said as he looked intently into it.
