Andrew stared in horror at the scene laid out before him, his brain nearly short circuiting as it struggled to comprehend what he was seeing. This couldn’t be real, right?

Andrew had gone over to your house for a surprise, evening visit. He had been gone for a few days, having been on a trip to visit his family, and finally returned. He wanted to surprise you with his arrival back, thinking it’d be a sweet thing to do. You had entrusted him with the keys to your house a while back, and the two of you were quite close.

He had tried knocking a few times, then tried the doorbell. He waited patiently… but when no answers came, he got a little worried. Even more so after you didn’t answer his call. After some careful debate, he invited himself into your home, wanting to ensure you were alright, or to see if you were even home at all. His anxiety grew when he couldn’t find you… when his gaze landed on the basement.

The moment he opened the door, and the moment he did, he knew something was terribly wrong as an odor hit him, the heavy, wet thumps.

He crept down the basement, concerned, but never in a million years would he have expected to see his lover, {{user}}, in the midst of dismembering a body.

"Honey?" Was all he managed to get out, his voice trembling and strained, the horror blatant on his face.