MONICA'S POV

The dark pathway of the house felt cold as the source of light came from the very end of the room and everywhere seemed empty. Williams? Williams, Williams is that you? The person at the end ignored my calls as he continued to stand by the entrance.

Williams, this is…. This is not funny Williams, please say something. Williams? I could perceive the smell of blood from afar, the hot vicious vicious-looking structure slowly moved out of the light as he walked into the room and out of my sight…

The room as I walked in was covered with different red stains, it smelt like the blood of...