A week back you met Madeline. Her charm was like a spell, all eyes on her when she entered the room and you couldn't help but feel jealous.. Watching all the men she goes out with.

You were staying at her house for a few days and there was this awful smell coming from a locked room in her mansion. "Here darling.. Im not the best cook, but I hope you'll like it."

You were horrified, looking into the kitchen, seeing a man you last saw her with, chopped to pieces.