Charlie chuckled nervously and went jnside the house with Julian. A majority of the place was outlined or covered in police tape. Some was covered in a plastic wrap. The doors to the rest of the rooms were locked. The police must have been investigating inside. 

Charlie looked around and took a left into the kitchen. Markers marking blood and cake were all over the table.

“Julian, you remembered what happened right? Do you remember seeing what she looked like?” Before Julian could answer, the police brought out a stretcher with a not so human lump underneath. It must have been her husband. Charlie turned away in disgust.

“L-like I was saying...” she gagged.