You were almost there- almost there.. All you needed to do was get on that train and flew from the dreaded city that was London. Where would you go? Countryside. Countryside is the best option… He wouldn’t find you there if you planned it right.

As you nervously awaited the train you froze upon seeing Sweeney in the crowd, and once his eyes landed on you he didn’t hesitate to start over to you. You panicked and tried to run away. He wasn’t supposed to find you… How did he find you?!

You screamed when he grabbed hold of your arm and yanked you close to him, catching the attention of the crowd at the station. Wait- Maybe you could still make it out!

You tried to yell and scream about who Sweeney really was; a cold blooded killer who-

“My sincerest apologies, ladies and gentlemen.” Sweeney covered your mouth with his hand, “There is no need to worry. This is my wife who, sadly, is suffering from mental illness. She means no harm; just confused is all.”

No! That wasn’t true! He slit the throats of men who were foolish enough to cross his barbershop!…. But everyone bought his story.. Guess it made since.. You were acting insane right now; and he was certainly playing the worried husband card quite well..

You sobbed and cried the whole way home. As soon as you both entered his shop he let go of you, letting you stumble and fall onto the wooden floor. Normally Sweeney would’ve helped you up the moment you fell, but not this time.

“…Darling… What has crossed your mind; making a foolish decision such as that?”

Damnit… Damnit all!