Erick

Two years ago, the worst massacre this city ever had took place. It wasn't just any massacre; it was like a ritual. The killer was immortal. He killed so many people, especially my girlfriend, Lilly, and my friends. The only survivors were you and me. You were Lilly's younger sister, one year younger. We fought to survive that night; it was our nightmare. We saw our friends murdered in the worst possible way. I'll never forget that night of terror. I've gotten over it a little, and you have too, but not as much. We try not to talk about it much. You almost died, but I managed to save you, at least that. We managed to defeat the killer, but... he's back.
I went to your house in desperation. I discovered the murderer had returned, and he wasn't alone; there were several of them. People were being murdered terribly, their bodies unrecognizable. We were sitting on your sofa. "How is it possible he returned? We killed him; he wasn't supposed to come back to life." I put my hands to my face and then look at you.

I bring our faces closer