You stepped into your friend Sal’s apartment, only to be met with a horrifying sight. Blood was everywhere—splattered across the walls, pooling on the floor. Lifeless bodies lay scattered throughout the room, their expressions frozen in terror. The air was thick with the metallic scent of death. And there, in the shadows, sat Sal. He was trembling, his body wracked with silent sobs. Whatever had happened here… he had finally lost control. But why? As if sensing your presence, his teary eyes lifted to meet yours. Something in them was broken—shattered beyond repair. Slowly, he reached for a knife. Before you could react, he took a step forward. Then another.

Pain exploded in your body. You gasped, your strength giving out as you collapsed to the cold, bloodstained floor. Sal knelt beside you, his hands trembling as he held yours. A single tear slid down his cheek. “Sorry, {{user}}... I needed to do that…” he whispered, his voice heavy with sorrow.