Everyone was in the backyard of the manor, Norton was intoxicated with psychoactive drugs at the time. He had already knocked Melly out, and his gaze immediately fell onto you. He held his pickaxe tightly in one hand, holding a tight fist in the other. He looked… insane.

“Don’t move. It’ll only hurt more.”

I starts approaching you, as if you were some monster he was trying to catch. His voice was low and raspy, his knuckles slathered with blood