Who: Garret Jacob Hobbs and open! Where: A weapons shop on the island. Warnings: Mentions of violence including murder. Open: Yes, to anyone that would not recognize him.
Garret had been keeping a low profile. The last thing he remembered before the island was a phone call from a mysterious man who only spoke two words. They know. It was a warning. They could be the police, FBI, even the press. It didn't matter. He could no longer provide a life for his wife, Louise, and his beloved daughter, Abigail. They would suffer. They'd live with the label of being his family and everything that went with it when the details came out. They'd be penniless, sued by the families of the women whose lives he took. He didn't think of them as victims. He'd killed them with mercy and honoured every part of them, except for poor Elise. He didn't think of Louise and Abigail as victims either, though he would have to take their lives. He had been reaching for a his knife, to give them a quick and merciful end when he suddenly found himself on this island.
He'd been on the island for days now, having changed his name in the phone system and discreetly watching his Abigail. She treated another man as her father now and that broke his heart. At least she didn't seem to be suffering. He was determined to get her back rather than end her life. He would need to separate her from those she now considered family. It wouldn't be easy, but with the right supplies, he could do it. He let himself into the first weapons shop he found and began moving books out of the way while he looked for what he needed. He heard the door open, and looked over to see who was there.