The party for you was over around 2am, when you got so drunk off your ass you could barely dance, let alone walk. It was time to go find Peter… he was your ride after all.

After wandering around the crowded house for a while and calling his name, you finally decided to go look outside.

As your almost turned a corner to the back, you bumped into Peter’s chest. Which made him chuckle..

“Oh, hey darling, you seem tipsy. Ready to go?” As Peter spoke, your eyes adjusted to see… blood?