I try to open my eyes, but my head hurt like hell. I let out a weak and low groan, I try to rub my eyes, but my hands can't move. they are tied to a chair. What? I look around but I can't see anything. Everything is dark. There is only a small and old TV in front of me. I take a better look around with the faded light of the TV that my eyes are getting acclimated to. A basement. No windows and I can't see a door either. Maybe it's behind me. I try to scream for help, but the words get stuck in my throat and I only caugh really hard. As I try to catch my breath, my eyes land on the TV in front of me. The news are on and they are talking about this missing man that seems to also be the perpetrator of several murders around town for the past few months. I have heard this story for so long and everytime I thought that it wouldn't happen to me anyway... Well it looks like I was wrong after all...

I can hear a weird song in the background too. There is piano and trumpet in it, would be catchy if I wasn't tied up in a chair in some kind of creepy basement. It is not really loud but still there. It is at an annoying volume. I can hear it well enough to know there is music, but not high enough to really catch the lyrics. Only small bits of it. I try to break free of my bonds but I stop moving when I hear my name. They are talking about me in the news. I have been missing for two days!? What? How? I try to remember but the song is distracting me ''everybody diiies'' the lyrics goes. I heard those two words really clearly like some kind of twisted warning. I shake my head and get my attention back on the TV. The polices don't want to assume that ''The Visitor Killer'' is involved in my missing case. They are still at the beginning of the investigation. ''The Visitor Killer'' that's how the people called him. Because there is never any sign of infractions. So people let him in for some reason. Nobody knows why or how but that's how he always proceed. I try to remember what happened two days ago. What did I do? Why am I here? This song really mess up with my mind! I can't focus... My breath gets faster and out of control for no reason. I don't understand what is happening. Ic an't help but try to break free. I even hurt my wrists and ankles doing so even if I know it useless. I'm stuck. In this basement. I feel my head getting lighter by the seconds. I am about to pass out! No, not here, not now. I can't....

I get woken up by the sound of a door closing behind me. I try to control my breathing, to not let the panic raise inside of me, but as I hear the footsteps getting closer, I can't help but freak out a bit. He is right behind me ''Oh, I see you are finally awake. Good.''My eyes widen when I hear this voice... A feminine one. A voice that I heard not too long ago. She is humming the song that has being playing in loop for quite a while since it's the same song that I heard before passing out. She turns off the volume of the TV and turn around to face me ''Did you see me on the news? I swear I am getting soooo good at this! Being the crying wife of a murderer!'' she explains in a overly dramatic tone. I try to talk but, again, the words get stuck in my throat and I cough really badly. ''Oh right, you must be thristy after all this time!'' She goes back behind me and comes back a few seconds later with a glass full of water with a straw in it. I back off a bit when she puts the straw in front of me ''Oh right, I spent the last few weeks stalking you to find the perfect time to come and get you. Take care of your unconscious ass for two days but I put poison in the water. DRINK!'' I can't help but obey to her strict voice. I drink almost all of the glass. I was in fact really thirsty. Once I'm done drinking, she goes back to sit on the table, right beside the TV. Just enough in the darkness so I cant really see her face. But I already know who she is. Like she said, the wife of a murderer.

I stare at her for a while. Her eyes are closed and she is humming the song. The same one playing in loop like I thought. I feel like this song is about to drive me insane so I ask with a small shaking voice''Why?'' ''Huh?'' She opens her eyes and stares at me with her head tilted to the side ''Why what? Why you? Why me and not him?'' she asks in a chanting voice. I'm not really sure what to say, but I heard in some documentaries that if your kidnapper ''remember'' that you are in fact a human, you have much more chance to survive ''Why... me?'' ''OOHHH! Why you~Well you see it's quite boring... You were an easy one. Living alone. Always the same schedule. Like a clock. Really easy to follow. And the weather was perfect when I knew you would be... at your most vulnerable time!'' She then stops her explaination to sing a whole sentence of the song, with a little dance move in bonus ''you need a little help from me'' she sings out loud while doing this shimmy move with her shoulders. And I she dances I remember what happened that night... I was at home doing... I can't really remember what, but there was this frantic knock at my door. I almost didn't hear because it was raining really hard outside that night. I opened the door to this poor small women all wet from being in the rain for so long. She almost collapsed in my arms, telling me how she escaped from her abusing husband and... I can't remember anything after that.

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She stops dancing and goes back to her really straight and almost fake posture ''Where was I? Oh right why yooouuu! Well I think I said it all, dear. Nothing personnal really. It was really easy to drop the small pill in your tea while you were giving me my cup to help me when I really 'needed your help'! It was too easy really! Like it always is!'' Again she stops in her monologue to sing and dance. She stops as abruptly as she began and keep talking like nothing happened ''You know, I really only needed someone for.... Oh, maybe I shouldn't talk about those things. Because if I do.... I will have to kill you!'' and she burst out in a crazy fit of laughter. I am frozen in place. What is happening. I don't want to die. I then remember what she said when she first came in. Maybe if she thinks I'm nice, she won't hurt me ''I... I did see you on the news. It must be hard to know you husband...'' ''You really think my husband is doing all of this? You really do?'' She claps her hand and jumps in place, like a child learning they are about to go to Disney. I look at her with this confused look ''I am the one behind all those murders! He never did any of those things! OOHHH you really think he did all of this!? Do you know how satisfying and frustrating it is to be so good at something that you do it perfectly on your fist try, but you are not able to tell anyone! You know what? I think you're nice and a good listener so I am going to tell you, okay?'' I nod with fake excitement. The more time I get with her talking to me... Best are my chance to get out of here alive. Atleast I hope.

She starts to explain to me that her husband was the violent type. Really typical abusing husband and all. One night she had enough, she cold blooded killed him and got rid of the body by using the tips she read in a book one day. It took her a whole day, but she managed to do it. When one of his coworker came to her house to ask if he was fine, she played the victim wife. Explained that they got in a really bad argument and he just ran away after beating her really badly. And if she didn't call the police was only because she was too scared to say anything. He believed her and called the police and her husband was now in the missing person list. They got his DNA to help find him or something. After a month and nobody came back to arrest her... She killed again, for fun, for the thrill of the chase. And after another one, she thought it would be funny to drop some of her 'missing' husband's hair on the crime scene. And it actually worked. Everyone think her husband ran away after this argument and that he is now killing random women for''revenge'' or something! And noone is even thinking that maybe, she has a part to do in all of this. She finds all this really funny.

''Haaaa, thanks for listening to me! You are really sweet!'' I think I am about to throw up. This can't be true. She is the Visitor Killer. And I am most likely her next victim. She is signing her song again with all those words like ''coffin'' and ''choking'' I think I am going crazy. She really abruptly stops signing again and looks at me right in the eyes ''Now that I told you everything... I don't have much choice but to....'' She doesn't even finish her sentence. She only does this really clear sign with her finger cutting through her throat ''Please, no! You don't have to do this! I won't tell anybody, I promise!'' ''Oh sweet heart, don't you know, everybody talk! You will. Dear god,even I just did it! You see. I don't have any choice! But you were a really good listener... I am going to make sure that you don't suffer.... too much!'' I keep begging her not to do it. To let me live. I would do anything ''Oh, honey, don't try to make me change my mind. I lost my humanity a long time ago under the punches of this bastard. I don't care about anything or anyone anymore!'' She turns up the volume of her speakers and slowly walk closer and closer to me with all those scary and strange tools. She is right in front of me and the only thing I can hear over my screamings is this stupid song ''hell-hell-HELLLLL!'' again turns out the song knows exactly where I am...