Jennifer stands in horror on what she just witnessed. Apparently Slade and Jennifer were really good..."friends."
Jennifer had came over to enjoy some fun time with Slade, but had seems some shoes lying in the house and became infuriated.
"Slade?" She screams. "What the hell have you done?"
Two bodies, motionless, cold, with a dead look in their eyes. Brains splatters on rose's head from Slade's head. The sight isn't so pretty. The gun is lying on the floor. A fragrance of blood and gun powder mix in the warm room.
Who would've known the night of October 23, would've been the night beautiful Rose had died?
As Jennifer stands there looking, she notices something on the wall. They are photographs of Rose, but she isn't smiling in any of them. They seem to be caught offguard like, she's walking on the street. It seems stalker-ish because Slade has taken all of these pictures without her condolence.
Jennifer thought he only loved her. She truly thought he loved her. Now look he's gone, and so is Rose.
Jennifer can't even explain the pain she had inside of seeing Roses body on the floor. She had a mixture of hate and sadness mixed up in side of her. She furiously kicks both both bodies.
But what does she do about this? Slowly after she kicks the bodies, Slade starts to move. Jennifer jumps. A ball of light starts to form on his chest. It grows brighter and more illuminate by the second. The lights start to flicker and Slade's chest starts to implode. His body starts to levitate of the ground. His chest rips open, tearing flesh, breaking bones, spilling blood. It splatters all over Jennifer's pastel blouse and white jeans and her face now painted with blood.
Slade's body slams to the ground as a ball of light stays in the center of the room. What the hell is this? Jennifer stands in horror once more. Why? Why would this happen to her of all people? The ball floats bright as if it were a powerful light bulb.
It seemed to be some sort of corrupted soul. Before Jennifer could speak, the ball flew at her. She dodged it the first time but the second time she wasn't so lucky. It had flown into her mouth. All it does is fill her with pain, she kneels over, groping her stomach.
She suddenly feels her self begin to float. Her chest rising while her feet lift off the ground. Her head is hanging back, hair flowing slightly.
Dropping to the ground, she gets up and dust herself off.
"Not as great as the old host, but it will do." She, (it), rips the door off its hinges. It lands on Slade's mangled body.
It is now on the loose. It now has power. And it has one mission and one mission only.
To kill.