It was dark and rainy day, with muddy puddles everywhere, covering the ground as far as the eye could see. You stood over your family’s graves, quietly basking in their memory, while others had already left to pay their respects. Only a single person stayed true to you, loyal as ever, and that was your fiancé.

He wrapped his arms around you in an affectionate embrace, offering what solace he could through comforting words, despite your unwillingness to accept them. You assumed his outward display of empathy mirrored your feelings, but unbeknownst to you, his face was actually filled with joy, bore the twisted smile of a psychopath.

"I will take care of you forever." He whispered in a low tone and you heard his breathing shaking. From there, you began to notice something was off with him.