-short story-
Slowly, he turned to see two terrifying words on the wall... "You're next". He knew what the substance dripping down the wall was, but he could not bring himself to admit it.
A year ago, on a whim, I told my wife a story. The content was bizarre, and the details were all too real, which frightened her to the point where she was beside herself. The look in her eyes towards me was filled with fear. That night, she fled into the bathroom, locked the door, and called the police. As a result, I ended up in prison.