ON HOLD Gavin is out with Tina and Chris, around midnight, they leaves the bar and Gavin, who stayed sober, drives them home. Relizing he left his car at the precinit, he walks back. His ears are rubbing against the fabric on his hoodie, ticking him off. He looks around before turn into a small brown and black cat, and bolting it towards the department. He stops and smell something that caught him completely off guard. Blood. Lots of it. Includes censord-ish Cursing