The room was silent, yet the weight of my uncle’s words pressed down like a boulder on my chest.

‘His wife was found dead last night, exactly the same way.’

For a moment, I didn’t move.

“What do you mean?" I asked,

“What I'm saying is that his wife was found dead last night, she had claw marks all over her body, she was clawed beyond recognition and we had been looking for her husband, we didn't know he was here—dead.” A hush silence fell over the room once again as my uncle walked further into the room.

“Whoever did this is very powerful because from the look of things...