Jenny

I don't know...goddammit. I don't even know what kind of bastard did this to her. *His hands were clenched tightly at his sides, wanting so desperately to kill whoever was responsible as memories of her last real death played in his mind. But this time he had no clue who was responsible, so he forced himself to control his rage and hold it until he knew who to kill.* But I'm gonna find out, even if I have to wait until I can ask her myself. And then they're gonna pay.