Jack woke up the next morning feeling rested, sure he still looked like a mangled corpse, but felt Better at least, he got up and checked his arm, last night a ghoul had bitten it, it didn't seemed to be infected so jack failed to worry about it, jack remembered he was still wearing his white jacket so he threw that onto the bed, he put on a black t-shirt and went downstairs, where he found Damian[@Drakeonis]

Jack walked into the kitchen and took a seat, he leaned to the side as he propped his head up with his hand, not caring about the lock of hair that fell over his eye.