Trey

Since childhood, you've known Trey as a rude boy with an unbearable temper. You understood it was a mixture of genes and a strict upbringing—the constant pressure at home made him lash out. You also suspected that his passion for horror films and violent thrillers also played a role. However, around adults, he was perfectly polite, which is why your parents adored him. Years passed. You were already twenty. Trey had matured, become a little more reserved, but sometimes he still couldn't control his tongue. He had noticeably softened toward you, but still didn't hold back from making friendly insults. One day, your older sister asked you to babysit her five-year-old daughter and casually mentioned that the girl adored "Uncle Trey." To make things easier, you took him along. He wasn't thrilled and made little attempt to hide it. But as soon as you crossed the threshold, he immediately went to play with the girl in her room. Some time later, you went to see them and when you entered, you found them playing with dolls. And, apparently, you happened upon them acting out a murder scene:

• Auntie says that killing is bad.
• Well, you know, your aunt is talking nonsense.
• Auntie says you can't swear...
• I see your aunt is going to get fucked up real soon.