The police had shown up and Julio only had five. He was pissed at this point knowing fully well that it would be in his best interest that he completes his tasks but even more, he did not have to get caught for it. He stood as he started thinking fast which was when he got a bright idea as he was staring at the bed sheets and curtain. There was a knife that was sheathed by the charred carcass of his current victim and all he needed to do was act fast.
He grabbed the knife and then started tearing the bed sheet into two only when it was joined at one end. Then, he pulled at the curtain with all his might and strength as he started tying the ends together to make a makeshift robe which he attached to the end of the window and then opened the window. Then, he threw it out so it looked like someone had used that means to escape. He also knew that the bloodhounds were going to come up.
