All I saw was Sally and Oogie in there, doing something utterly disgusting. They were kissing! I backed away from the door, and noticed that Jack was already gone. I ran up the stairs as quickly as I could, but also as quietly, and ran out the door. I suddenly felt nauseous, so I ran around to the side of the house, and threw up whatever I had in my stomach.

I wrapped my arms around my stomach, as I felt tears just streaming down my cheeks. I fell to my knees, utterly upset. Why was Sally cheating on Jack, when I absolutely knew that she loved Jack? Jack had done nothing wrong! I knew him too well to have this happen to him!

I then felt a sudden hatred and rage surge in me. Oogie. My own creator had done all of this. He probably tricked her into kissing him. Of course he would! To piss off Jack!

I now absolutely hated my creator.

I stood up, my legs wobbling a bit, and walked to the front of the house. Jack was just sitting down, under the window, with blank eyes, (and yes, even if he doesn't have eyes, it seemed that his eyes looked blank in her way).

I walked over to him and crouched down and put my hand on his back.

"Jack-" I began but he cut me short.

"Let's just find that key," he said in a straight and toneless voice as he stood up. I stood up and led the way to the house that was mine, but as I walked over to it, that scene still lingered in the back of my mind. I pushed it out of the way as I opened the door to my house.

It was empty, with just tables with stuff on them. It was mostly more like a room than a house. The carpet was orange, and the walls were wooden. There were two, big windows, but whenever I looked out them, it was just an empty black void. I never understood that.

"There should be a key of some sort on one of these tables," I told Jack, as he started to look through the tables for the key.