It was Matt!
His eyes blazed with rage. Matt went (even more) insane with the butcher knife. Knife up. Knife down. Blood sprayed from the wound. Knife up. Knife down. More blood spurted from another wound.
Jen tried to raise her hands in a futile attempt to protect herself. "No, Matt, don't!" she screamed. The sharp knife effortlessly tore through her flesh, ripping it away in chunks.
Matt dragged Jen's lifeless body down the rest of the stairs. THUD. THUD. THUD. A trail of Jen's blood stained the carpet. It pooled around her as she lay motionless at the bottom of the stairs.
Matt stood over the corpse and smiled at his accomplishment. He bent down and picked up her limp body. Blood dripped from various spots. He carelessly threw the fresh cadaver onto the couch.
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