The Car Full of the Dead
Language: en
The holiday weekend was officially over, and I was driving my family back to the city. My phone wouldn't stop buzzing in the cup holder. Kitty, sitting in the passenger seat, finally glanced over and asked what was going on. I put it on speaker. The panicked, breathless voice of my childhood best friend filled the car. He told me my parents, my wife, and my daughter had all been slaughtered in our home. He said the scene was a slaughterhouse. Most of their organs were gone, and Kitty... Kitty had been decapitated. I chuckled, thinking it was a sick joke, and told him to lay off the booze.…