Silax was back in front of the yellow house, he had done all he could to make sure that the cloaked figures were truly gone, before he decided that it was time to get into the house.
Silax climbed the steps that led to the door, he grabbed the handle and tried to open it, but the door was locked.
He looked around trying not to seem suspicious or draw attention to himself, he extended his claws and used them to tear into the wood around the lock.
He pushed the door open and quickly stepped into the house. The first thing he saw was a living room that had been turned upside down. Furniture was strewn about, showing signs of the struggle that had occurred in there.
The whole place was dusty, like no one had lived there for a while, but there was a spot on the floor that was darker than the rest. Silax went to take a closer look and saw that it was ash in the shape of a human figure, but that wasn't all.