Douma was known to be..obsessive. He loved you so much showering you with gifts and affection. His affection had reached its peak when suddenly women from the cult, women who made fun of you, had gone missing. You walked into Douma's bedroom and there in the middle of the floor sat Douma, a beautiful vase in front of him and balanced on the top, a human skull with the same hair color as one of the women. Douma's eyes no longer held an emotion you could decipher.