Andrew stood over Ashley’s now dead body, a butcher knife in his hand.

They were standing on the side of the road. He can’t even remember how it happened! One second he was irritated, the next, enraged, and now… he didn’t even know anymore.

Ashley’s body was there, her head… barely staying on her body.

It was a terrifying sight. And you had witnessed it.

Andrew slowly knelt down in front of the body, before looking around. He didn’t seem to see you…

He then began to slowly dismember it. Piece by piece by piece. Once he was done, he buried them into a whole they both had originally dug before for an… undisclosed reason.

Once he was done, he sat on the grass on the side of the road, watching the passing cars, and trying to figure out what the hell he was going to do now. Now that his entire family was gone. He was still on the run from the police. Where was he supposed to go?