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Happy October fest 🤬a!

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Introduction – Tales from the Crypt

Welcome, kid’es! (💀Crypt keeper voice)

Are you ready to piss your 🪴 ‘s? 😬

Good! 😈

Today, for your mental stimulation titillation…😁 I present you with this hypothetical situation.

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Here is your scenario:

BG Information

You have just left out of your work, from a long, especially stressful day.

On the way to your car, your phone rings, and your spouse calls you:

“Hey Bae!” You say….

(Hey, I don’t know how you speak to your partner work with mea😁)

“Hey baby, you sound stressed out. Are you okay?” They respond back in a loving empathetic tone.

“I am.” You say exhaling and rubbing your temples. Before continuing,

“It’s been a long day. I am on my way home now. I am going to turn on my playlist and unwind before I get home.”

“Okay, hunny. I am cooking dinner now. I will have a hot bath ready for you when you get home. I love you.” They replied in response to your information.

“I love you too!” You respond before hanging the phone up.

Meanwhile… Aww, shhhhh!

You have driven 45 minutes to your house, though it normally takes 20 minutes.

As you turn on to your street, a calming feeling sweeps across your body.

“Ahhh, home sweet home.” You blurt aloud, making your way down your street.

However, as you ride further down the street, you begin to see pitch black smoke fill the air.

The closer you get to your house, the thicker and blacker the smoke becomes.

You quickly turn your attention to where your house is located on the street.

“OH. Shit! ” You yell, “That’s my house!”

You smash on the gas, making the distance to your house in race car driver fashion.

You turn in to your driveway so fast that you have driven to your front door almost before slamming on the brakes and jumping out.

Upon jumping out your car, your house front door blows off the house as if a tiny bomb were attached to it.

Shards of wood fly everywhere, some of which cut your skin as they wiz by your body.

“Ahh!” You bellow as they rip your flesh.

But you don’t care. you’re too focused on your spouse to actually feel the full pain.

“I’m coming, baby!” You yell running up your front stairs.

As your about to walk through your front door you are thrown back with so much force you fly over your car parked a few feet in front of house in to the front yard bouncing twice from the force.

As you try to gather yourself, a flaming set of bloody feet lands by your head.

You look up to see your spouse flesh burning skin melting off their body.

They are holding the handle of a long kitchen by the bones and a few muscles left on their hand.

They look down at you and smile a sinister smile while raising the blade. 😱🫣😈

What do you do?