Barley walked over to the dragon. As he did, he saw his mom's corpse threw a kitchen window. He clutched his fist as he glared at the dragon. One of them was going to die tonight. He had grown to hate this dragon within the past hour.

The dragon jumped on top of him. It bit him a few times. Barley managed to stab the dragon multiple times. He didn't stop until the dragon was dead. Once it was dead, he got up and looked around the yard. He was the surviving member of the Lightfoot family. The murders would definitely be blamed on him since he had no evidence to say otherwise.

He walked to Guinevere 2 and climbed inside. He had a plan. He was going to change his name and start anew somewhere far away. He took the keys from his pocket and put it into the car. He pulled out of the driveway and drove away.

Ten years later, Barley was living a happy life. He had a girlfriend and he was living with her and her five-year-old daughter. No one knew he was responsible for what people call "The New Mushroomtown Massacre." He learned that, sadly, Colt was murdered that night as well.

He was making breakfast when Rosie, his girlfriend's daughter, ran into the kitchen. "Uncle Jack, Uncle Jack," she cheered.

"What is it, my little warrior?" Barley asked.

"I made a new friend," Rosie yelled. "Her name is Luna and she lives across the street."

"That's wonderful," Barley exclaimed. He looked across the street and his heart stopped when he saw the new neighbor's car. It was a black van with the necromancy symbol on it.