Ulla and Donella were best friends, maybe even more than that in high school, but after a horrible incident involving a serial killer, they haven't talked since. Twenty years later, the same serial killer is at large again and Donella, now a detective and mother to adopted son, Hugo, wants Ulla, now a mortician and a single mom to son, Varian, to join the case. Will Ulla be able to get over their rocky past to take down this notorious killer?
Warning: This is horror so, may be scary.
Hugo never really questioned where he came from.
He didn't have a reason to. The area he grew up in was riddled with orphans. The people were far too busy to look up who his parents were before they probably died horribly like everyone else in this godforsaken town. Whatever. It didn't matter to him. All that mattered was survival, and then, after escaping the town with Donella, pleasing her.
He had a family. It wasn't blood. He was content with that.
Which is of course, when it all goes to shit.
Crossposted from AO3.