-[ Finally, after months of being gone from the world, Jimmy Cortez, a.k.a. The Butcher, has returned. We see him walking down a lonely Harlem street with his hands in his black leather jacket, which has been dilapidated from the long journey back home. With very little cash that was given to him by his captors, he made his way in the only direction he wanted to go: back to his wife Nikki Cortez. He felt bad for her because she figures he has been dead all this time. But he wasn�t dead, he was very much alive and if it wasn�t for his captors saving his life, he wouldn�t be here right now. ]-

-[ He is only a few houses away from his home on Harlem Way. An alien feeling comes over him as if he isn�t welcome in his own neighborhood. Nonetheless, he shakes it off and presses onward. Finally, the moment of truth. ]-

-[ As he approaches the gate, he is hit by his worst fear. She isn�t here. The structure that he has called home for so many years is boarded up once again as if it was a crack house. He rubs his strangely young bearded face with confusion but then opens the rusty gate to find the answer. He walks towards the boarded door and reaches into his pants� pockets for his keys like he used to. But they obviously aren�t there. Besides, he doesn�t need them due to the doorway being boarded up by the city. 6-14-02 being the date spray painted on the board. Filled with anger and frustration, he reaches behind the board to pry it off the door. He rips it off with ease since the city uses cheap nails and ply wood; and stands at his door, ready to walk in, when a poverty stricken black man comes walking down the street with his shopping cart of junk. ]-

-[ The black man must think The Butcher is another homeless man as well, trying to break into the abandoned home to strip the copper piping and sell it for cash at a junk yard. The Butcher pays little attention to the man and starts to kick at the door. ]-

-[ As The Butcher turns to look at the man, the black man bolts out of there like a bat out of Hell. He left his cart and everything. The Butcher pays no attention to the fleeing man and kicks the door lock. As the door comes flying open, he walks into the what used to be his home. Lucky for him the doorway gives off enough light to see inside the uninhabited residence. He looks around the living room and then walks into the kitchen. Everything is gone like expected. ]-

-[ Then some strange noise from upstairs catches his attention. He quietly moves out of the kitchen, back into the living room, and towards the stairway. He carefully walks up the steps, hoping they don�t creak under his weight. As he reaches the top he turns to the right where he and Nikki used to sleep. The door is slightly ajar and he peeks in. The room is well lit with candles, but he still can�t see who is in there. He hears some moaning from inside so he goes in to see who would dare break into his home. To his surprise he finds a john and a prostitute having sex on an old raggedy mattress. This is what his home has turned into: a place to make a quick buck by stealing the copper pipes and a secret area where pathetic losers come to get their jollies off with whores. This is the norm for abandoned homes but The Butcher doesn�t care. Someone is running a business in what used to be his bedroom. The john gets out from between the whore�s legs and stares at The Butcher in the nude. ]-

-[ The Butcher looks at the young prostitute. ]-

-[ The young prostitute gets up and goes for her clothes but the john grabs her by the wrist. ]-

-[ He slaps her across the face and she gets back on the mattress. The Butcher gets a real stern look in his eye and clenches two large fists. ]-

-[ The john laughs at the notion of The Butcher kicking him in his hairy ass. ]-

-[ The Butcher starts to walk closer to the john but the pervert reaches him first. The Butcher instinctively gets him in a nasty submission air hold and the man�s face is brought within a few inches of a candle. The Butcher wrenches down on the arm to push the man closer to the flame. The heat and the pressure of the hold make the man scream out in pain. As all of this is going down, the young prostitute quickly puts on her clothes to run while she still can. ]-

-[ The Butcher wrenches almost to the breaking point and the john screams louder. ]-

-[ The Butcher lets the man go and he huddles over to the mattress holding his arm. The young prostitute grabs her purse and heads towards the door but she gets stopped by The Butcher. ]-

-[ The Butcher turns to the man who is putting on his clothes. The Butcher gives him the eye, and the john instantly reaches for his wallet with his good hand. He tosses it towards The Butcher. He picks up the wallet up from the dirty floor and takes out the few bills that the man had. It doesn�t even total up to $100. The Butcher turns to the man. ]-

-[ The man gets really nervous and doesn�t say a word. Just his guilty expression tells it all. He was planning on doing just that and it sickens The Butcher to death. The young prostitute looks shocked and afraid because she didn�t think anything like that would happen to her. ]-

-[ The man gets the point, grabs his stuff, and leaves quickly without another word. The young prostitute still stands there, still trying to comprehend the thought that she wasn�t going to walk out of here tonight. She turns to The Butcher, who is still fuming over everything that he has witnessed since coming home. ]-

-[ The Butcher pays little attention to what she is saying and she knows it. So, instinctively drawn by her profession, she reaches for his crotch to see if she can get a rise out of him and maybe some more spending money. But The Butcher grabs her wrist quickly, but not too tightly, and pushes her hand away. ]-

-[ He smirks at her, showing his smart ass side, and she can�t help but smirk back. ]-

-[ The Butcher appears to not want to reveal his name to her as he moves over to some of the candles. He starts to blow out some of the candles, one by one. Zo� moves closer to the door and usually would make the quick escape, but she can�t seem to do it without knowing his name first. The Butcher blows out all but one candle, and he picks the remaining one up to use it as a guiding light through his dark home. He walks towards the door and leads Zo� out of what was once his bedroom. ]-

-[ The Butcher and Zo� walk down the dark stairway and walk towards the front door. As they walk out into the day light, The Butcher walks back in quickly and drops the candle on a remaining curtain that was once his. He exits the house and begins to walk down the street with Zo� and his back turned on his home, which is beginning to burn slowly inside. ]-