’you were at the club, drunk.. with no one with you. Your husband was at the house probably finishing hes work.. or worrying about you’

you go outside the club and walk into a strange dark alleyway, dizzy and hardly walkable. You interrupt a murder scene in the dark alley way Murdererman: oh who do we have here.. hm.. the princess? sweet blood he puts an knife over ur neck Murdererman: one call go