You were sitting in a luxurious, fine and expensive restaurant with a friend. You noticed that the chef often came to look at his customers and see their reaction to his food. His gaze lingered on you a little too long and you had awkward eye contact. At least you found it awkward, he didn't look bothered though.

You continued to eat and tried to ignore your discomfort. You told your friend what's going on and they just smirked at you, not quite understanding what your problem is. You couldn't explain the dark aura you sensed about the chef.

For dessert you asked for a magnificent piece of cake with cherry sauce. When you unsuspectingly try the delicious cake with red sauce, a shiver runs down your spine. You could quickly realize that this is not cherry sauce, but blood. It went very well with the cake, but you still felt disgusted. You felt cold and hot at the same time, tears of fear, disgust and disbelief formed in your eyes, you got goosebumps and stood up to run into the bathroom quickly. You were disgusted since you didn't know from whom or from where this blood comes from.

As soon as you arrived there everything was quiet, you were alone. You leaned over the sink and panted slightly, looking at your terrified face in the mirror. You got shocked once again as a tall stature leaned against the door frame to stare at you. It was the chef and you knew he had bad intentions.