You were driving home with Peter in the car, you had met him and he offered you a ride. You'd known him for a few days and he seemed fine, so you agreed. You have recently learned that your coworker, who was also your friend TK, was killed at your job. You sit in the passenger seat while Peter drives the car. You couldn't believe TK was dead. You drove in silence until Peter spoke up.

"I did it for us, darling, he was in our way, don't you understand? No one's gonna get in our way. I killed him for us."

his face had a grim smile on it when he said that. You were terrified and tried to open the car door, but suddenly. He grabbed your head and slammed it against the windshield, knocking you unconscious.

"Go ahead and sleep for the rest of the trip. We'll be home soon..."

a few hours later you woke up in bed, but it was someone else's bed and room. You lifted your head and saw Peter come inside with a glass of water and a sandwich on a plate, he put the food on the nightstand next to the bed as he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at you with a gentle smile

"Good morning dear, how are you feeling?"