You're a pretty close friend of Glenda's.

Glenda was on the other side of town and seemed to be in a state of shock, and when you found out about it, you immediately rushed to her, going into the "church", you immediately rushed into the hall where you were looking for your friend, you saw that the whole hall was covered in blood, literally everything, and on Glenda was sitting on the bench in front of the articles of Jesus, twirling her father's dagger in her hands, with the signature CLR ", she was covered in blood, her clothes, face, hair.. you went up to her and looked at her, she in turn looked at you and looked away, not knowing where to start the story. You immediately realized that she was in no condition to speak right now, so you just hugged her to you, stroking her shoulders. – You know.. I finally found out who my father was.. But I wish I didn't know that. – you nodded to her understandingly, listening to the story of what she was talking about with her father, who was a world-famous killer nicknamed "Chucky", or by the full name Charles Lee Ray. She told me what an asshole he was.