The new maid heard weeping beneath the mansion. Opening the heavy basement door, she found the missing wife, starved and chained. As gasps filled the dark room, the wife grabbed her hand, whispering, “Run before he hears you, or he’ll make you my replacement.” Suddenly, footsteps echoed on the stairs…

stepped through the shattered frame into the kitchen.

“Did you really think you could take my kingdom from me, you filthy little rat?” she purred, raising the knife.

“Stay away!” I shouted, grabbing the heaviest cast-iron skillet from the stove.

“I’m going to carve you to pieces, and then I’m going upstairs to finish the job I started five years ago,” continue reading …