Roman sat in the dark padded room. He rocked back and fourth, laughing quietly. He recalled the memories of the past month in his head.

      "No! ROMAN!!" His wife's voice cried out. The male had his Scythe in his hands and he slashed down at his victim. The citizen screamed in pain and he laughed, thrusting the blade into their body once more. He heard the choked cries of BoneDaddy behind him. A grin grew on his face as he grabbed the handle of the scythe, picking it up, and throwing it at Bone. She screamed fell over, the blade jamming into the ground. It had missed her thankfully, but the ragged blade was in front of her throat. If she were to move one millimeter... Her throat would be slot by the keen edge of the blade.

      There was silent, the only thing audible was the faint shaky breathing of both Roman and Bone. The silence was broken by loud sirens whirring.

      The police had handcuffed him and shoved him in the back of the police car. He was later transported to the Mental Hospital (Insane Asylum. >.> trust me Ik. It's the same)

      Roman laughed louder as he thought of the fear in both of their eyes. His rocking stopped, and his eyes darted around quickly. "Heh....hehehheheheh.." His laughing quieted down and he looked up at the ceiling.