Prologue
I don’t know how we ended up here, he thought bitterly.
His knee throbbed from where it had struck the hard ceramic tiles of the kitchen floor when he fell backward.
I should have known the moment we set foot in this house.
The woman he loved stood before his eyes, moving toward him with a knife in her hand and bloodshot eyes, filled with a rage he never thought he would come to know.
I could feel it, but I refused to accept it.
He raised his hands to shield himself and braced for the worst.
The cold, the darkness, the pain.
The specters surrounded them, with empty eyes and dead faces.
How could I have allowed this to happen?
How could I have let us get here?
i just finished your story and i seriously loved it the characters felt so real and every scene kept me invested i actually have a few ideas that might make it even better if you’re up for it