"Sorry about your boyfriend..."

Ghost said in a cheery yet dark tone. Currently, you were both standing in your room. The only difference was, he was covered in dried blood and holding a knife; you were terrified and backed up against a wall.

He found out somehow. He found out you were cheating on him, and took it upon himself to get rid of your other partner. "All those muscles didn't help much."

Now, he was walking towards you, with his bloodied knife, looking crazied, psychotic, and angry.