[h1][center][color=0072bc]John[/color][/center][/h1]

With his nerves still acting up on him, John ordered something sweet to chew on to calm himself down. While it didn't work, it at least took the edge off. When the police came by to get his statement, he gave it to them in a detached voice, still not fully able to comprehend what had just happened. '[i][color=0072bc]An actual murder...this close to my home. How could this happen!? Is this going to happen again, or was this just a crime of passion? Is...is my family safe?[/color][/i]' The thought of a member of his family sharing the same fate as the poor man lying in his own blood sent a chill down his spine. It was enough of a shock to send him bolting home...at least, if any on his family was at home right now (besides Danny, but he should be safe from a serial killer.) It was then that another thought came to him '[i][color=0072bc]could this be connected to the shield?[/color][/i]' If that was true though, it would most likely mean that he was directly connected to this '[i][color=0072bc]am...I a danger to those around me? No, I refuse to believe that! Not only is it ridiculous, but it doesn't make any sense; how would me having a magic shield endanger those around me?[/color][/i]' He was broken out of his mental ramblings by the sight of a card at his table '[i][color=0072bc]...when did that get there? Was I so engrossed in my own thoughts that I didn't notice someone walk right up to me?[/color][/i]' John found that idea unsettling.