He had texted you half an hour ago, mentioning how him and Erin would be getting off in twenty minutes. You knew the whole routine, he'd text you when they're off, you'd be free and go over, all three of you would hang out until Erin wanted to go home, you'd drop Erin off and hang with him until one of you were tired. A typical Tuesday activity. The only thing unusual about today was the fact you waited for them to come out, but they never did.

Stepping into the hardware store, you felt a small pit in your stomach. The place itself was dark, but that was probably due to him and Erin closing up. It was the sound of sobs in the distance that made you uneasy. The closer you got, the more the gory details came into view. The sawdust and boards of wood scattered all over the floor where the four other people stood. His sobs rang loudly in your ears as he was holding the body of his now deceased girlfriend. Twelve big nails pieced through her head and hand, blood running down every new hole in her face. She must've passed almost instantly, but the sight alone was enough to make you gag. Wendy turned to face you, she was standing by Kevin, her face pale as she looked almost as shocked as you. "What're you doing here?" Kevin called out, his voice shaky after he followed Wendy's gaze, probably to avoid the gory scene in front of him.

The urge to vomit came up again, unable to answer as your eyes were glued onto Erin's once beautiful face now mutilated into a disfigured mess. Trying to cover your mouth and nose wouldn't stop the smell of the blood, a soft wail leaves your lips as you turn away to try and not look.