Things are not well. Neighbors whisper about the raised voices coming from the newlyweds’ flat last night. The sudden silence that followed kept not a few awake.
A day passes and a foul odor can be perceived when hovering near the flat’s entrance. Eventually, curiosity overcomes fear. With policemen in tow, the apartment is invaded.
Broken crockery litter the floor.
A half filled suitcase lies on a bloodstained bed. Two figures clutching hands are beside it; one with a slashed throat; the other has a knife protruding from the chest. Till death do us part. The corpses seemed to smile.