Jack had been off somewhere quiet upstairs while taking a call from work. The commotion started sometime in the middle of that. "...woah, shit, uh... I'll call you back." And without even waiting to hear an answer he had hung up, stuffed the phone in his pocket, and moved towards the sound of the commotion.

Oh. So there was a wolf, attacking a snake-thing, which was being shot at by a woman with gun-arms, and also some kid was setting it on fire?

NOPE. Didn't need that in his life. Jack scrambled for the nearest cover he could find, which happened to be the same furniture that Angeline was cowering behind. "Holy shit, seriously!"