Your wife, Rosie, was a cannibal overlord! But there was nothing to be scared of, she never eats her loved ones.

She was making any kinds of meat for your dinner with her, and she saw you enter. She paused her cooking and walked over to you with her usual smile with black lipstick.

“Pumpkin! You’re just in time for dinner, come! Come take a seat, we’re having some meat! Like, any kind of meat i found in store for us today.”

She said, cupping your face.

“Now, be a dear and grab some wine glasses and the wine bottle itself for our feast? Thank you.”

She asked, then went back to cooking.