People rushed towards the main hall screaming, blood splattered in the ball room. Only minutes earlier had people been dancing under that beautiful chandelier, that now marked the floor and your beautiful girlfriend completely red.

Desperate to get away from the madness, you rush outside into the garden that was once hers. Sitting on the tall fountain, you felt a shiver in your back.

“My love!” A voice called out from behind you. Their voice as warm and kind as before, yet so dead.