"Hunny, is that you?" Questioned Mrs. Evans.
-Silence-
"Walter, is that you?" She asked again, sternly, "I guess not." She thought.
Mrs. Walters washed the rest of the dishes from dinner, and retreated to the bathroom for a long hot bath. As she slowly undressed she revealed rather large breasts and a medium sized stomach, and she threw he clothes on the tile floor.
*Click clack, click clack.*
"Walter, Dear?" Said Mrs. Evans.
-No answer.-
She proceeded to step into the bath tub, it was rather large for that time in history. And she fell asleep to the warm feeling of bubbles. Walter walked around the large house, still not in the right mind, looking for his wife and kids. The kids were asleep, seeing as how it was 10:00 at night, they occupied the 3 rooms in the back of the house. Walter creeped up the stairs to the bathroom to find his wife naked and sleeping, he took the ax and decapitated her and left her to soak in her own blood.
"Finish them." Whispered a deep voice.
"Daddy?" Said his 3 children, "What are you doing?" They questioned.
-No answer.-
"MOMMY!!!!! NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" They cried as they took there last words before their father murdered them...
"Now, it's your turn." Yelled the voice.
As Walter walked to the stairs the sprits lifted him up, broke his back, and threw him down the stairs.
The family's bodies were discovered a week later, as the cops scanned the area, written in blood on the wall it said, "We're in control."
