Perrin looked at the water bottle and dropped the saw, then grabbed a towel and placed it on the man's head. It was a simple water boarding technique that he had used before on several vampires, but he never liked it. The entire point of it was to simulate drowning, and it did its job well. Perrin opened up the water bottle and dumped half of its contents in the towel, then pressed down on the towel.
Rand breathed slowly as his eyes scanned over Mike during the slow seconds. He had realized Mike wasn't doing anything and was never going to start. "Oh, you and your prissy morals. You can't bring yourself to torture another prisoner to name him suffer even worse than what you can do? I would clap right now if I could," Rand sighed, figuring it was hopeless. "Well this is gonna suck." He wondered if it would be Hammond again, or maybe someone new.
Anthony walked into the town, looking around with a small smile. He started whistling "Drunken Sailor" as he ran his hand over the Croatoan carving. Anthony walked over to the nearest building and entered, gazing over it for a while. He took out a bottle of alcohol from his backpack and smashed it against the wall, then tossed hours lighter on it. The alcohol caught aflame immediately and slowly spread onto the wood. Anthony left the door open as he exited the house.
Down the street Anthony watched Mason speaking with a boy and a girl, then notice someone else approach. Anthony took out his rifle and loaded it carefully. The hunter brought up the rifle and took aim, then fired at all four of them, going right in a row from Mason to Ryan. All the while he continued to whistle.