The first visit was to a local Pawn Shop owned by one of the men who had been armed. Adam walked to the door and knocked. The man walked up and opened the door. "Can I help ye?" He asked as Adam walked in. "Yes, I'm looking for something in a few Halloween postcards." Adam said, looking over the small collection of holiday cards. "I got a nice selection of ones that have picture frames built in, if you like." The man smiled as he showed some cards with small frames for pictures. "Yes, I'll take five." Adam smiled and took five of the ones being held out. Then he walked to another shelf and grabbed tons of motor oil, which he began pouring everywhere on the store.
Adam grabbed a few coins and poured them down the barrel of his shotgun, then walked out of the store with his cards. Adam turned and held the shotgun up, aiming right for the man's forehead. "Boom." Adam pulled the trigger and coins flew out of the barrel, spreading and ripping through the store and man. Fire ripped through the new holes in the man, as well as much more around him. Adam took a guitar he had rested next to the door and hung it by a cord over his shoulder as he walked away, his black comrade on his shoulder.