Victor sighed deeply as he stared at the closed door of the room Lynn was in... He felt bad for locking her in, but a bright and triumphant smile appeared on his face when he thought about the fact that he was going to be with her forever... he stood in front of the room for a few more seconds before he locked it and headed to the living room of the house he grew up in with Julia and Clara... the house that they lived in with his father and mother... Julia and Clara never cared about it, but he did... the place held a lot of memories for him... and most of the memories weren't good ones but traumatic ones...