Andy’s phone ringed. At first he only heard Eric’s mumbling, when suddenly the leader bursted into incoherent screaming. Somehow between the screams, Andy manage to catch what Eric meant. His heart went colder than ice.

            When Andy and the police arrived, they saw two bodies lied on the wet floor, one was hugging the other. Their face was so peaceful that one would thought they were just sleeping – on a bed of red roses of blood.