Moving quietly was the natural state of things for Jason, it helped him to stalk his prey and he looked forward to the hunt being again but first, he needed to be free of the garage. He would find the power and destroy it. The cold didn’t bother the undead creature but the humans inside would feel it and the fear as they realized they were no longer in charge of things.
The metal of the garage door was thin and would be easy to break through but the sound of someone blowing a large puff of smoke out halted him for a moment. He listened intently for the sound of the moment, any adjustment in the location of the man until he was almost certain he knew where they were. Jason stabbed his machete with deadly accuracy into the unsuspecting guard ending them. The sound of a gun clattering to the ground could be heard before he opened the door.
No one appeared to have noticed the opening of the door as the party drowned out the noise. Jason looked at the body of the female guard for a moment trying to decide if he should leave it as a display or if he should just continue with his quest.
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