Jack made a face. He didn't remember the mallet then, he hadn't seen it then, of course. But the picture Dan drew, was graphic enough. "When I see it, when I used to see it back then, it's usually dripping with blood."
He shook his head. "I know it lead up to a lot of stuff, and maybe you wouldn't have been there for Abra if I had found something else.... But there wont be a day in my life that I don't regret taking you to that place."