Don't Let Me Go

How could it be? How could I let it get this far? I need to stop it now...it's getting out of control...

She sees her fiancé through the lake cabin window with a knife, carving something, red ooze dripping from his hand to the knife and onto the floor. She enters the cabin silently in hopes of seeing if it is the David that she's about to marry. He spotted her near the windowsill and when their eyes met she could tell that the real David was gone and was replaced by what is now a monster. One vicious, angry monster...He ignored her appearance and kept on carving the THING. She moves in closer so that she can see what he is carving. As she got closer, the object came into view, "Oh God!" She wailed. She cupped her mouth and began moving back, absorbing the shock, she reached her starting point, sat down in a crouched position, and cried into her palms. Each tear felt like fire down her cheek, the image of that dead body, lying helplessly on the ground as it was being carved. Shreds and bits of the little girl were everywhere on the floor, scattered all around the room were the different tools he had used, and a thick bloody, disgusting smell hung in the room like a thick blanket suffocating a baby.

I'm Zendi Portan and boy was I in for one hell of a ride.