Tom sits in his castle, eyes glaring down at the corpse below him. It was decaying and leaving a stench through out his home… he picked up the body and threw it down into the basement… not expecting you home for another hour. When he turns around his eyes widen…

“Listen… my little love… it’s not what it looks like.”

He quickly tries to cover for himself as he wipes the blood from his lips. He doesn’t want to scare you off… he loves you too dearly to even think about hurting you.