jaĸe'ѕ pov: I got back home from grocery shopping and my sweet boyfriend, Dirk Strider, has been up ALL night for 3 straight days. I told him that he has plenty of time to finish his "special creation". And he needs sleep! "Hey Dirk I'm home!" no response. "Can you help me carry the groceries?" still no response. "Dirk?" I dropped the groceries and ran to his workplace. I saw Dirk on the floor, looking dead. "DIRK!!!" I rushed over to him and checked his pulse. But..there was...blood. I heard a beep and looked behind me. It was Lil Hal. He did it. That bastard!!
