We're Getting Married

“Why?” Heidi asked with a mix of fear and disbelief as she watched Hunter who just walked past her, his shoes creating a soft, sickening splatter in the pool of blood. Moments later, the music stopped, plunging the mansion into haunting silence.

Heidi pressed her palms against the sides of her throbbing head. “Gods above, Hunter! What have you done?” she uttered before turning to face him, hoping for an explanation; some sign of remorse, but the man was rather preoccupied.

He gently rubbed his bloodied hands together while nudging the corpses with his foot, as if checking for any signs of life.

But he was an idiot because there was certainly no way these people would be alive after he’d torn their hearts from their chests, was there?

Heidi’s veins pulsed as she slowly slipped through the archway into the hallway, careful not to draw Hunter’s attention.

She quickly made for the back door until she arrived at the mansion’s rear, where about five of Hunter’s guards lay dead atop crimson-