A mansion came into view, shining through the long towering fence that enclosed it, giving it a majestic look within.
Going further, a noise stirred from inside the parlor—it was the television. The screen showed Daniel Lancaster's wedding, his lips locked with his fellow man, Xylander Wolfe.
The crowd on-screen erupted in cheers as Daniel was swept off his feet, carried in bridal style. The tension in the real room thickened as a huge man sat watching, his eyes locked in deadly focus, fingers tapping against the arm of the couch.
His gaze lingered on the television until suddenly, he stood. From his pocket he pulled a knife, and before anyone could process the action, the blade came crashing down against the screen. The television shattered into countless pieces.
Those eating in the dining room opposite the parlor looked up at the terrifying sound—only to see it was their father, the man of the house.
