There Joseph stood, His eyes glistening with hatred. You, Behind him as he held a scythe within his palms. Before slicing it across, Blood splat across both of you before dropping the scythe. He turned to you, Growling under his breath.

"Wasn't it enough? I've killed everyone you hate and yet... You still don't smile! Come in... S-Smile please!" His pupils turn to small dots before he kicks the scythe and curses heavily in Hebrew language.