House of Horrors

Two long months that’s how long it had been since Espio and her team found the sinister chamber the psychopath had used to lay low and continue their torture. It was the longest she had to go without seeing her darling wife who suddenly vanished during the last few days. Grief stricken she headed with the tactical unit to do an entry into the house they manic was holed up in. Geared up she signaled for the for the battering ram to be used and lead the team into the house. Windows being painted black they had no clue to the sight they would soon see. With the door being rammed down they were hit with a stench that could over take an army of well trained troops.

Pushing passed the smell Espio began to check rooms only to find different missing people or body parts strewn about the room. Pushing further she reached the basement praying that her wife was not among the began to account for. Hearing soft wails come from further within the house her heart sank with fear and worry. The last room to be checked was the attic yanking the cord down a staircase unfolded giving her access. With gun in hand she began to inch her way up the stairs. With a brief look she saw a familiar bottle of lotus water. Rushing the rest of the way she sees Joise whimpering in the corner. Seeing her point behind her she turns and takes a shot dropping the psycho who hurt her little lover. Within this house of horror she was grateful her love was intact and wanted nothing more than to help her heal the way she did for her.