you’d known him since your teenage years. He was your best friend, you told Wally everything—he told you about his thoughs—his early childhood. And after all that..all those years of being together non stop, he took you away, from everybody—your loved ones. He needed you..or so he says— you were in his basement, locked up with ropes in a wooden chair. The stench of blood was thick, bones and human meat lay on his metal table, but he was nowhere in sight. When he came downstairs—his eyes lit up. “Oh my lamb..why do you look so, so miserable? You’re with me..your love.” he had a sadistic smile plastered across his face, his eyes had a devious glint in them.