It made him shiver as he sat down on the chair in his room in Shipwreck Cove. It had been a long time - years, perhaps - since he had set foot here and it was only now that he remembered why he didn't visit anymore.

Sometimes, his father's sick sense of humour really got on Jack's nerves and now was one of those times.

He hesitantly lowered his hand down to the cage and tried not to gag as his fingers brushed over the remains of his once beloved hamster.

Damn Teague for not removing them, the sick bastard.