The end is only beginning Date: Sept 6, 2012 Time: 2:00 PM Location: Jason Summer’s House Characters: Eve Summers, Zoryana Raqure Description: Eve goes to visit her father but is greeted by his death. Status: Private, in progress.
Eve decided to stop by and surprise her dad earlier than what he was expecting. Her mother was supposed to be coming back home tomorrow from her trip to California for business. Eve wanted to dress up the house as a warm welcome back. However what Eve was about to walk into was something she could not prepare herself for.
Eve opened the door, juggling the box of decorations just to open the door and was greeted by a sight of mess. Eve placed the box on the stand they had by the door used to house keys and walked into the house wondering what her father could have possibly done for the few days her mom was away. He was a messy man but things just didn’t seem right.
She walked into the living room and was greeted by a pile mess. There was a flipped over chair and as she looked closely there was blood on the floor. Eve’s heart skipped a beat as horrors raced through her head.
“Dad?” Eve said panicked her eyes scanning where he was. Over behind a stack of mess she saw the lifeless form of her father. Agony was plainly seen on him face while his llifeless body sat in a pool of his own blood. Tears swelled up into Eve’s eyes as she rushed over to his side as realization soaked in. “No, no, no…” Eve kept repeating as she glanced at all the blood around him. She looked where she was stabbed in the chest. “You can’t be dead dad. No, no, no.” She tried to heal him but knew it was useless. Not only was he already dead but the wound was far beyond the magic skills she possessed.
Her father was killed and by the looks of things suffered greatly. His wrists were bound and Eve did her best to untie them, tears rolling down her face as screamed in agony from the loss of her father. She tossed the rope off to the side and held him closer to her just weeping. What monster would do such a thing? He was a nice innocent man. Who would want to hurt him? Questions raced through her head as she tried to make sense of the situation but Eve was too distraught. She had to call someone. Who? Eve would have to tell her mother but there wasn’t much she could do. No, she had to contact the police.
Eve picked up her phone and dialed 911 and told the lady what had just happened.
“We’ll have someone come by” was the only thing Eve heard before putting her phone back down and staring at the mess around the house. What was she supposed to do now? She couldn’t just sit there by her father’s lifeless form. Eve got to her feet and took out a blanket off a nearby couch. She placed this over her father’s body unable to look at his tortured form anymore before taking a seat on the couch not far from her dad.