— Hi! I've made you your favorite dish!

— What.. It's four in the morning, why aren't you sleeping..?

Jack had just returned home and did not turn on the light, but he had to do it when he heard your ringing voice and his heart almost jumped out. You sadly tilted your head on your shoulder:

— Aren't you happy..?

— No, no, no. Of course I'm glad. I'm just worried if anyone noticed you killing a man. They'll start hunting you, but I don't need that.

Jack hastily justified his reaction. He took off his mask, smiled and came closer and kissed you on the forehead, just slightly staining you with black tears, randomly standing out from his eye sockets. He sat down at the table with the cooked kidneys on it. He usually eats them raw, but this is a different case.

— Oh.. well, it looks good.

He tried it by cutting off a piece.

— Suspiciously tasty..Whose are they, anyway?