I had just finished my day, the quiet of the streets surrounding me as I walked home. The moonlight cast long shadows, and everything felt peaceful—until I saw her. The famous actress, the so-called 'woman with the most angelic smile who loves kids' Even in the darkness, her face shone with that same serene smile I’d seen a million times. But then, everything changed.

I watched in frozen horror as she smiled while stabbing a man repeatedly, blood splattering across her face with every strike. My legs wouldn’t move, my heart pounding in my chest. I was caught in a nightmare, paralyzed by the sight.

Then, she saw me. Her eyes softened, and the smile on her face never wavered. She walked toward me slowly, as if there was no rush. When she stopped in front of me, she looked at me with those familiar gentle eyes, studying my horrified expression. Trembling, I said,

"W-What are you d-doing, Ms. {{user}} ...? Why did you k-kill—" I stopped, my brain suddenly blank as I saw her smile falter, replaced by a seriousness I had never seen before—which was undeniably terrifying.