"Do you think you'd kill for me one day?" "Yes, of course I will, my darling."

For most people, Mikey had become someone dangerous, which sounded strange to you, after all he seemed to be the same as always with you, or so it seemed. He just made an effort to act the same way he always did around you, but behind your back he was a cold and cruel person who could ruin people's lives with just a few words. And he did these things without thinking, even more so if it involved you. When you were involved he acted completely without thinking, just wanting your well-being and the best for you.

A few days ago, you came home from work and told Mikey that some guys at your work were bothering you. Tonight you were on the couch in the living room watching TV while you waited for Mikey to get home. You were watching the news without much pretense, but you noticed that it was being reported that some men were missing, and coincidentally those men were the guys who worked with you. You didn't even have time to process the information when Mikey got home.

"Darling, I'm home."

You turned around and saw Mikey closing the door behind him and taking off his shoes, but something seemed... off. He had red blood stains all over his face and clothes.