Nightmare 3: The stalker / The killer / Stalk her / Kill her

Chapter 2: How it ended

I take courage and leave the bathroom with my bare hands. I have no weapons. I run to the kitchen.
I scream -Where are you?! I know you are here!!
Suddenly it's in front of me. I see him. He's wearing a black hooded sweatshirt that obscures his face.
It was a very long second.
I'm close enough to grab the hood with both hands and pull it off.
It's my husband! Suddenly I calm down, everything calms down and I breathe a sigh of relief.
-Love, you scared me.- I laughed -When did you come back? I didn't hear you come in.
-Are you OK? You look agitated.
He grabs me from the shoulders and looks me straight into my eyes lovingly. I hug him and he holds me tight.

[missing scene]

From this moment on, I look at the story from another point of view, as if I were a camera in a film that simply captures the scene.

The body of the woman I was in is now hanging upside down, bound by the feet, half-ripped. Blood drips from the head on which only a few strands of hair remain.  who did this? The woman's mouth is wide open and her eyes are still open too.
In the same room, next to this corpse, with the bloody knife still in his hand, there is him, the killer. He is looking intently at the blade of the knife with which he is still slaughtering the young woman without mercy. His facial expression is still and serious.
It's my husband.
And as I watch the scene, as he removes the skin from my bleeding body with surgical precision, I think: "I trusted him. I would never, ever suspect him. How could he?
But first of all... WHY??"

I wake up