She Mopped, He Slaughtered

Synopsis

The day my stepsister, Sarah Wiley, pushed me into oncoming traffic, my fiancé, Jason Goodwin, was smiling as he gently wiped the blood splattered on her face. "Don't worry. She's just some worthless trash," he said. What he didn't know was that in the horror game The Abyss, where I worked part-time, all the horrors had suddenly stopped their killing spree. On his throne, the Dreadking stroked my cold employee badge and murmured, "Don't be afraid, baby. I'll take you home and clean up the trash."