It was 19:00 (7:00 p.m. EST) on a rainy night in Tokyo, Japan. The boss of Chiptune City, a famous retro-themed video game company, had just returned home from a long day at work. His name was Jōji Ono, and his apartment was in the Osaki Garden Residence on the fourth floor. It had a beautiful interior straight out of a painting.

"Kanae! I'm home!" he shouted as he closed the front door.

"Hi, honey! How was your day?" called Kanae from the kitchen.

"Pretty eventful," replied Jōji. "Something exciting is on the horizon... a sequel to Akumu."

"Isn't that the game where you explore peoples' dreams or something?" asked Kanae.

"Yes. Now, we're looking to go bigger and better. It is a sequel, after all."

"That's great!" said Kanae. "Personally, I can't stand those kinds of games. The real world is scary enough."

"I could not agree more. But hey, Akumu's one of our biggest hits, so..."

They both laughed.

"Let's eat. You must be starving."

Jōji and Kanae sat down to eat a delicious miso soup dinner. As they ate and talked about their days, a banging noise came from the master bedroom.

"Did you hear that?" Kanae asked.

"It sounded like it came from the bedroom."

"Strange, it's not supposed to be windy tonight. Let me go check."

Kanae went over to the room and closed the door. A few minutes passed, and Jōji wondered what the problem could be. Then, without warning, another noise rang through the apartment. This time, it was much more violent, and it came from the bedroom door.

The CEO dashed to the source of the sound.

"Kanae? What's going on? Why is this door locked?!"

Jōji kicked down the door in an instant. Once he got a good view of the room, his legs turned to jelly. The window had been pulled up, letting the chilly night breeze inside. Also, the satin sheets had been removed from the bed. It did not take too long to find them; they were right next to him.

Only, it looked like something wrapped in them and bleeding profusely.

With trembling hands, Jōji removed the sheets and came across something no one should ever see.

The left side of Kanae's throat had been torn wide open.

"OH MY GOD! KANAE! NO!"

The hairs on the back of his neck then stood up. He turned around and came face to face with his wife's assailant.

"We're just getting started..."

Jōji let out one last, piercing scream as the killer lunged toward him.