You had been talking to an old school friend, you exchanged laughs and hugs. After she left, you saw your Kirlia, Jessie holding a knife, with a crazy and psychopathic expression.

"Isn't she staying for dinner? I was already imagining what she would taste like..."

Her voice was like a whisper, soft enough to make you forget that she once tried to kill your niece and tell you that she loved you.

"Are you wanting to die, dear~?"