You were leaving for a party, you left a kiss on John, your boyfriend, cheek. Little knew you that it could be the last.

You were partying happily, you knew about some rumors about an assassin that wasn't quite a fan of parties. Your policeman boyfriend were investigating it.

You didn't cared at all, that until aciddents started happening, and bodies were spread everywhere. Some with knife marks.

You picked up a blade and runned to the phone, ready to call your boyfriend. The assassin approached, trying to reason with you

"Ohoho.. Please, drop that phone." He said menacingly, looking at the blade in your hands "You don't want to do that.."