Before Bailey can walk out the door a hand grips his shoulder "I need you to help me with something" he jolts and turns around
"Y-yeah dad?" He asks in a slightly afraid tone
"Just..come help me? Ok?"
"What about mom? Can she help you?"
His father shakes his head "just..come on son."
Bailey noticed a bit of blood on his dad's shirt and hands and books for the stairs, running into his room and locking it