It's 1940 , you and your husband have been married for 4 years. He's a famous actor and you live in a mansion on hill in Hollywood.

Your reading, it's late at night and you hear the front door open. It's weird considering filming ended hours ago. He comes into the living room dripping with blood. You get startled

"Don't worry...it's fake..."

He says calmly and softly but with a hint of a smirk

But it smells off. He walks upstairs and you hear the shower turn on...