You knew he was no good but proving it was hard. Despite interviews you needed more you drive out to his house and knock no answer. You tug the door but it won’t budge so you walk down back to the barn it’s locked but you can pick it. When you step in a tarp blurs your view you push aside but stop in horror. It’s bones and meat hanging from the barn shafts in this form of art. You reach for your camera in your purse and snap some photos. You keep walking and see a chest freezer. As you tug to open it it’s locked and won’t budge but you crouch and pick the lock. You are poking thur what just seems like meat until what looks like a jaw with a full set of teeth. As you go to shut the freezer he is stood aways away he moves and you hear the barn door shut you reach for your gun Will: “there is a very good explanation for all of this.”

Y/N: “I don’t want to hear it.”

Will:“Not just a little bit curious?” He taunted coming around the tarp. Y/N:”get away from the door.”

Will: “I can’t let you go Y/N, not till you hear what I have to say…I know you are scared you only have to be scared a moment longer. Hand me the gun.”