Will's pov.
Some indeterminate amount of time later
In his sleep Will's head turns fitfully. Suddenly stilling his eyes shot open. Frantically he sits up, looking around himself for the source of the blood scent.
But when he stares down at himself there's not a trace of blood, only stains from his sweat.
Taking a couple of deep breaths, Will forces himself to calm down. Getting up from his bed he looks around around the room, but there's not a trace of blood anywhere.
Not feeling relief in the slightest Will turns, leaving his bedroom.
While walking down the stairs he carefully inspects every surface for blood.
Unsettled at finding none Will decides to follow his nose.
Heading towards the front door he pauses for a brief moment. While resting his hand on the handle Will closes his eyes and takes a deep breath through his nose. Immediately the copper tang of fresh blood fills his lungs.
Keeping his eyes shut he quickly opens the door. Finally releasing the breath he was holding Will almost chokes on the overwhelming scent that hits him.
Opening his eyes he is meet with the grotesque display of two skinned humans fashioned into the shape of a human heart.
