“But, I didn’t mean to hit it that hard!” The man scrambled throughout the wood when he heard a voice. “Hello”, he called. Suddenly, a youth with the age of  ten or eleven was cantering towards him. Then, a man appeared behind his shoulder. “Oh, hello sir”, “This is my son Jesse.” “H-hello, would you happen to know what the heck happened with that fire?” “Oh yes, well that is a long story.” Something was off and shifty about him, the man knew it. As soon as he was getting suspicious, he caught something shiny in his hand. “The key!”