How Dexter should have ended Harrison waited patiently for his dad to arrive. He had promised after all, he HAD to. While he was waiting, Hannah was reading something. After a few seconds, she turned, sadly. "Let's go get an ice cream." She said. Harrison nodded and went off with her. Not knowing the truth. 30 years later "Help! Please!" A man screamed. He was tied to a chair in a dark basement. He had lots of cuts and dirt smudges all over him. "Shut-up!" Another man screamed, pulling out a cleaver. It was too dark for the trapped man too see. "You have done wrong. You raped and killed Thalia Barker, and all three of her children. Their family lost a lot. Now you must too." Before the trapped man could say anything, the man with the cleaver stabbed him multiple times. When he died, he then pulled out his heart. "Now people can see you as you are: a heartless S.O.B." Then he quietly ate the heart. When he finished, he went upstairs to the bathroom to wash up. "Now to get rid of him." He whispered, raking his blonde hair out of his eyes. Wrapping up the body, he put it in the trunk of his car, drove to a fire pit and started a fire. Tossing the body on the fire, he waited patiently as it burned to ashes, then the fire went out. "Hey!" Someone called out. Turning in surprise, the man saw a woman approaching him. "Hello." He began. "I'm new here." The woman said. "Moved two days ago. My name is Laura Peters." The man smiled and stuck out his hand. "Harrison Morgan."
